



There I was - just minding my own business in the kitchen where I failed to prepare biscuits and gravy on a livestream - with the scent of cherry blossom green tea rising to greet my nostrils, when all of a sudden *CLANG!*
The sound of a lone butter knife dropping on the granite counter top. Heart thudding heavily in my chest, I peered over my shoulder, shocked to find you with mouth agape like mine.
"What are you doing?" you asked.
"Oh, no big deal. Just taking some soft nudes."
"What the hell are soft nudes?"
"You know, soft nudes - where you don't show all your lady bits at once. It's like a slow cascade of body parts until you get just about everything but not quite."
"Well, what's the sense in that?"
"You'll see." ;)