A SNAKE FOR DINNER.
the door opened in front of me, as i walked into my house, letting in my big green tail.
"Josh sweety, i'm home . . . can you help me with the bags from the groceries store?"
suddenly, my beautiful son crawled slowly down the stairs.
his name was Josh, and he always helped me, but lately he was getting shyier than before . . .
he grabbed a pair of bags in order to take them to the fridge, but he stopped: he was staring at my round rump!
i knew ho
A SNAKE FOR DINNER
By: Gravityman
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