Mint Tea, Chapter 3/7(?): Feather Grass
Rated E, ~6300 words
“See, I’m imagining I’ve brought you with me.”
“To the garden centre? What ever for?”
“Oh – dunno, doesn’t matter. Pickin’ out annuals. Only it’s pissing down, so we’re waitin’ here in the van, in the car park. And we’ve got, oh. Good quarter hour to kill. And I’m openin’ up my flies. Want a taste?”
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