’twas on a Monday morning…

by 3arn0wl

There’d been hours of online flirtation with the agencies:

  • he had to be handsome;
  • well-bred –
  • the sort that turned heads.

There’d been lots of excitement, and anticipation!

But come the day, there was:

  • No declarations of exquisite beauty or undying love;
  • No swanky hotel room;
  • And no Sunday Roast.

Just the cattle shed, a turkey baster and a load of gloop.

Quick. Clean. Efficient.

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