Talk:Baphomet/@comment-71.59.62.37-20150712021646/@comment-25409001-20150713151236

I smile, a very very very sweet smile.

Gently I place both my hands on her shoulder, and very very gentle I push her back into the box. She looks confused for a moment, but I just smiled and continued to gently push her down. Then her eyes gleamed and complied, making it easier for me to push her back into the box.

Once she was in the box, I took the cover and placed it over the box. THen with skilled hands I tied the ribbon and made sure it was a tight as possible.

I carefully carried the box, ignoring the somewhat muffled giggling inside. I walked to the mailbox at the edge of my house, and then I whistled.

Appearing in a blur was the incubus courier of my neighbourhood "Return to Sender" I said politely. Nodding he took the package and rushed off. Once that was donw I turned back to finish my cakes.