“Who are you? Why are you in my pond? I don’t think I like that.”
“I’m Poppy. And you’re Lara. I’ve been watching you and I think you’re pretty so I wanted to be near you.”
“You think I’m pretty? What an odd thing to say. I’m going to just click you away with my lightening power.”
Click. Click.
“Oh, boo. It’s not working. Why won’t it work?”
“Becauae my magic is stronger than yours. And, because you don’t really want me to go away, do you Lara?”
“I don’t? I don’t know what you’re talking about. Why do I want to kiss you? Did I say that out loud?”
“Of course you did, silly. And of course you want to kiss me. And more. You want to make my wings flitter-flutter, don’t you? I know I want to make your wings flitter-flutter.”
“Oh, flitter-fluttering. Well, um, maybe I do. How do you want to do that?”
“Well, lead me to your most private hideaway. And then we will lay together without our clothes on. And we’ll kiss. And kiss some more. And feel each other’s bodies.
“And when the time is right, we will explore each other’s most private places. With our fingers. With our tongues.
“And after enough of that, our wings will start to flitter-flutter as we reach a very special level of ecstasy. It will be the most magical, wonderful feeling you’ll ever know. And then we’ll be in love.”
“Magical…wonderful…”
“Come now, show me your most private hideaway. You must be my lover. I insist.”
“Your lover; yes, we are to be lovers. I’m glad I thought of that.”
