Write about a memory of summer

[gamekeeper]

Mellors sighs as he pours his tea and waits for the slice of bread he's put on the stove to warm up and toast a bit. The cats have had their milk already and are now grooming themselves, sparing him only a distracted glance when he sighs again. He doesn't like breakfasting alone, but Walker had to leave early this morning to meet someone down at

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[blouse_man]

You've got me purrin' here, gamekeeper. Want to suck those sweet sticky fingers of yours into my mouth...