~Clayden~
I clasped the hook of my strapless b*a and slipped on a baggy t-shirt over it.
Grandma had just called me through the intercom and asked me whether I wanted to bake a cake with her. I had readily agreed.
"Hello, child. Do you know how to bake a cake?" She asked as I made an entry into the kitchen.
"Uh...sorry, grandma, I don't."
"It's okay honey. Come here, I'll teach you." I walked further into the huge kitchen and stood beside her.
"So, add flour to this bowl and then all these ingredients." She pointed at all the small containers. "Then c***k these eggs into the bowl."
I did just what she asked and then mixed the batter with a spatula.
She taught me the rest of the procedure and we finally kept the cake in the oven, for baking.
"So, are you excited for this evening?"
