Then he’s bared before me as much as I am to him. I stare up at him, blinking at the sight burned into my retinas. And suddenly, my body comes to a screeching, squealing halt as my eyes lock onto the python between his legs. My vagina closes the curtains and pretends not to be at home. “Umm… No. That’s not gonna work,” I say, shaking my head while my thighs automatically close. “That’s your dick?” I ask, as if I need to make sure first. I shake my head at myself. “I mean, I know it’s your dick. I can see that it’s attached to you, but…” But nope. So much nope.
