>>39468023I want Pheromosa to go out, and get a nice meal for herself. I want her to order a burger, fries, and a strawberry milkshake. I want it all to be made out of the finest ingredients, crisp lettuce, juicy tomatoes, fried onions, maybe a bit of bacon if she feels like treating herself.
I want her to bite into that burg and to enjoy every facet of it, from the heat, the texture, the juice of the meat, the soft, buttery goodness of the bun, the crisp of the lettuce, the delicious oozing ketchup and mustard, the creamy goodness of the cheese, every facet of it for her dining pleasure alone.
I want her to nibble at her fries and sip at her milkshake with all the refinement of a proper lady as she enjoys small-talk with the restaurant-goers around her, and to finish her meal with a contented sigh, having satisfied both her needs for food and the desire for delicious things.
