Taming Cinderella
she asked, massaging my hand with shea butter.
“Hmmm, whatever you feel, I don’t know what I’m going to wear” I gleefully replied, noting as her concern grew further.
“Sigh, time for some intervention then! I am going to colour them the colour of LOVE-RED!!!” she declared, noticing how confused I was.
“Ahmmm Daisy, that might not go with my blue dress from Macy’s” I protested.
“Girl, this occasion calls for a fine ass couture!!” she posed like a sassy model continuing to march orders, “ Now follow me”
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