I had my first brush with Coffee, Cake and Kink yesterday evening, and I’m left looking forward to having another taste after the move. Where to, by the way?
I’m the gentleman who managed to empty his hot chocolate all over his lap while trying to divide a marshmallow with the edge of his spoon, only to find that a delightful little oriental girl had immediately and precisely followed my example over her very pretty dress, and joined me in the toilet as we cleaned ourselves up. A most remarkable coincidence, dear – I tip my hat to the hands of fate. I do hope the rest of your evening continued to be as messy as you’d hoped. Though I don’t think chocolate is a such good look for you.
