Resistance at a low ebb
The morning had not gone as well as it could have and as I walked across the kitchen I caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of my eye ... it just sat there looking at me ... in its crumpled M&S wrapper ... it was already two days old and its friend, the one it was manufactured with, had disappeared - somewhere. The icing, glistening there began to play havoc with my saliva glands and the currants ... well the currants ... resistance was low, there was no contest ... all was lost ... mmmmmmmmmmm !!!
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