You research what Sir likes. You spend thousands. You read every review and study every fabric weight. When you get it wrong, and you will, the fine is five hundred pounds to Me, five hundred to Sir, plus a thousand handwritten lines and a grovelling apology letter delivered immediately. The ceiling reward, on the rare occasion you earn one, is a photograph of something Sir leaves behind. You will be grateful for it.
The loop is named, the role is sealed, and the next order is already forming in your head. Send the tribute. Write the apology. Start again😈
