Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Almost Perfect
He quivered with anticipation. He knew she was ready for him. The air was redolent with her pheremones.
Resistance would have been futile, but he had no desire to resist.
He approached from behind her. She stood calmly in front of him, rocking slowly from side to side. It was maddening. Hardly could he control his frenzy.
Such beautiful, shapely legs - all six of them - thickly covered with gently vibrating black hairs, the cilia beckoning him forward.
And her eyes. Could any other creature rival the opalescent multicolored glistening of kaleidoscopic compound eyes?
Two more steps and they would be joined - joined in a perfect ecstasy of procreation.
At that moment, a nearby toad flicked its tongue and they both tumbled down, down that last dark tunnel (no tunnel of love), into the digestive juices awaiting them.
Resent not the hapless Amphibian; his entire order headed for oblivion. Begrudge him not his last few good meals before extinction. After all, were the flies not about to sin?
Resistance would have been futile, but he had no desire to resist.
He approached from behind her. She stood calmly in front of him, rocking slowly from side to side. It was maddening. Hardly could he control his frenzy.
Such beautiful, shapely legs - all six of them - thickly covered with gently vibrating black hairs, the cilia beckoning him forward.
And her eyes. Could any other creature rival the opalescent multicolored glistening of kaleidoscopic compound eyes?
Two more steps and they would be joined - joined in a perfect ecstasy of procreation.
At that moment, a nearby toad flicked its tongue and they both tumbled down, down that last dark tunnel (no tunnel of love), into the digestive juices awaiting them.
Resent not the hapless Amphibian; his entire order headed for oblivion. Begrudge him not his last few good meals before extinction. After all, were the flies not about to sin?
