Ingredients:

4 ½ cups of frozen black currants

2 cups of sugar

Chopped Lemon

Salt

Rice

40 pound sucking pig

Drawers

Garters

 

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Delicate, smooth skin. Supple, moist, tender flesh. Lips fresh off of a mother’s teat. The piglet curled within the stove; flames caressing its feet. 

 

Into its cavity, Bloom had thrust chopped bits of lemon. Throughout his preparation, he licked and bite his lips in anticipation of his meal.

 

Are you not my dear son Leopold who left the god of his fathers Abraham and Jacob? Are you not the master who made improper advances? Are you not the man who urged me to defile the marriage bed? 
 

—Oink! Grooong eeeek oink! Kchuff 
 

Pigdog! I'll flog the cuckold.
 

Cuckoo…  The kitchen clock rang the hour.
 

He implored me to chastise him as he richly deserves!
 

—Oink! Punish me, please!
 

Bloom’s smooth skin crackled and crisped.
 

Molly knelt to retrieve the sucking pig and lay it across a bed of rice. Into its mouth, she thrust a pair of violet garters along with a tiny piece of cloth cut from her drawers. Atop, she drizzled a juicy, sweet currant sauce.