Balls and Walnuts
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I’m a little tardy, but here’s my Flickr Follies for the week. IMG_5929 hails from rbowden’s flickr stream. Raised among humans, Don Guillermo has identity issues. I’ll let him speak for himself.
Closer, my succubus, and with my claw I will take the strap of your bikini top and tease it from your succulent frame. Then I shall lap at your breasts as if they were the finest imported mangos, teasing the nipples to raisin-like firmness. I’ll teach you the meaning of savage lizard love.
Oooh, slimy? No, not really. If you stroke my flesh — yes, there, lower still, aaaah. Do you feel? I’m rough as a cat’s tongue and three times as fast. With a strike of my tail I can kill flies midair or, if you prefer discipline to displays of agility, I might lash your soft thighs until they are banded pink and you beg for mercy.
Watch me shake my head. Watch! I daresay you have never seen such an impressive head-shake, no? It means I respect you, my love, and crave your attention. Come closer. Put your lips near mine so that I may sneeze salt upon them, that we might share our essences.
What? You doubt that I can satisfy you? I have but few words for you: two penises. When one tires, the other takes over. I can last all night. Can your human lovers say as much?
And when at last we have pampered one another into a state of bliss and beyond; when, afterwards, you smoke your Virginia Slim and I scratch your back where you crave it most; when we promise everything to one another, and nothing; then, at long last, you will agree: once green, never back.
No, it does not rhyme. But with our perfect love, what will it matter?
D.
Ooh, you naughty thing, you! How can a girl resist?
Ooo-kay.
Right, then.
Uh, Doug, would you mind emailing me when you have a moment? (er, *not* lizard related)
starrstruck AT gmail DOT com
Gracias!
So, people actually keep these cuties as pets?
Well, better than spiders. :p
Not a creature that I want to find in my bed tonight, let me tell you!!! I’d be afraid those lashings would end in my untimely death!!
I’ll take the spiders, at least those I can squish!
Rella
Kris, I’ll email you later today (my office email is sucky) or you can mail me at azureus at harborside daaaaht com.
Gabriele, yup. They make good pets if they’re handled regularly early on. Otherwise, they can be quite nasty — scratching, tail-whipping, projectile pooping, biting. Lots of defenses. We’ve never had much luck with iguanas. Water dragons are cuter, smaller, and have a far better temperament.
Doug — consider yourself mailed. 😉
Nailed?
Oh, mailed. Okay. On my way.
Um, Doug … ? What’s on your mind? 😉
I think somebody’s got a one-track mind… 😀
I’m nothing if not single-minded.
Hi-effing-larious.
Wow. He’s the creepiest “Old Drunk Guy at the Club” I’ve ever encountered. And, that’s saying something. Bravo!
Veronica, are you calling him a lounge lizard?
Sorry. Couldn’t resist.
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