I want to have a tea party with you, just the two of us. You can wear that pretty dress you want more excuses to put on or that fun button down you like so much.
I want to sit outside in a beautiful garden, staring at you across a table laden full of tiny treats. Cakes, cookies, scones, and of course tiny sandwiches. So many beautiful, delicate things to stuff your face with. And of course some warm, aromatic tea to wash it all down with. I’ll make sure you eat every morsel, no matter how small. After all, I would never let a guest leave hungry. I’ll help feed you by hand, wipe the cream and crumbs from the corner of your mouth, telling you how good you’re being for me.
Sure, a button or zipper might break, but it feels so good, doesn’t it? Kind of ironic you feel so full from only tiny little pieces of food, but you had to help yourself to a bit of everything, didn’t you? When you’re all done, we can lie in the grass and I can rub your stuffed tummy as you doze off in the afternoon sun.
I’d love to invite you over for another one. How does tomorrow sound?
