Yes, she ate the rest of the bag of Lassy Mogs cookies, but in return she left a basket of fresh, ripe, Ontario peaches in my kitchen. I've got peach juice in my beard! Mmmmmmmmmm.
With really good, ripe, peachs, they... just spurt juice, and it dribbles all over everything when you bite into them, and eat them. It runs down your chin, it runs down your hands -- I used hold a paper towel when I ate them as a kid. Now, when the juice runs down my chin, it runs into my beard, instead of dripping off the bottom. I ate this one over the sink.
I go back to the kitchen, and pick up another, squeeze it gently, feeling the soft smooth/furry flesh gently yielding under the pressure of my fingers. I carry it to the sink, and gently, but firmly stroke it all over under the running water. Finally, when it is prepared -- the soft fuzz wet all over, I raise it to my mouth, and slowly and savouringly sink my teeth into its soft, yielding flesh, as I feel its juices spurt into my mouth, and onto my face.
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Fresh, juicy sweet Ontario peaches are better.
We won't ask how you got the peach juice in yer beard! ;)
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I love peaches!
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a new pet name!! Wow!! =D!!! It's delightful.
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Fresh peaches are a joy however, and I agree, better than lassy mogs.
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good to hear of someone else's happy times
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