“How much for a taste?” They asked sweetly, but the real currency was chaos. With cream and daring glances, they pushed every boundary at that stand. It’s more than lemonade; it’s temptation in excess.
“How much for a taste?” They asked sweetly, but the real currency was chaos. With cream and daring glances, they pushed every boundary at that stand. It’s more than lemonade; it’s temptation in excess.