Aw, thanks 🙂

Hahaha! ?

Haha this is truly brilliant. I love the build up to the ending, the humour and the choice of insect too. And the characterisation of the male was fab thought the snickering at his discomfort line was amazing. ? thanks so much for joining in.

Here’s my first attempt at joining the fun, with a story originally written for Valentine’s day…

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“How about sex and dinner?” she asked, her throaty voice sending tingles to play on the fine hairs on his neck. She rubbed one fine, slender foot on her lengthy leg, to stress her point.
Her audacity caught his breath. They hardly knew each other, having met only a few minutes earlier. And yet here she was, her naked flesh provoking him into a frenzy. There was no mistaking the hunger in her eyes; the need for his body; her desire for his flesh.

He swallowed and tried to look away, to avoid her burning stare. She snickered at his discomfort as he lowered his eyes to examine his trembling fingers. Speak! Say something! His mouth obeyed the mental command and opened, but words failed him. His gaze caressed her nude body to linger once more on trim legs that seemed to go on forever. He bit his lip, his heart skipping a beat. She had him now; he would stop at nothing to slither between her mounds, to experience the ecstasy promised by her inviting, crooked smile; consequences be damned.

His determination slipped fast. With the last remnants of his strength, he made a final, desperate attempt to negotiate. To save himself. “Why not dinner first?” he croaked, a thick bead of sweat trickling down his forehead.

Her raspy laugh made his knees tremble. He leaned against a tree to stop himself from shaking. A delightful, mortified shiver travelled through his body and onto the wrinkled bark at her next words.

“Don’t be silly,” she said with a smirk. “Who’s ever heard of a praying mantis eating before sex?” She inched closer, her faceted, emerald eyes gazing softly at his smooth skin. He closed his eyes as her mouth brushed against his ear. Her hot breath tickled him, made his heart race. A long tongue slithered out of her lipless mouth to lick his slender neck. “That would ruin my appetite.”

You’re very welcome 🙂

Yes, I would have liked to have been a fly on the wall when you were all writing these stories, to see and listen to what inspired you all. 🙂

Always a pleasure, Sacha!

Pahahahaha! Brilliant. Love that it’s factually true too! But on a serious note I loved the line ‘a dance of dating and death’ that is a powerful image ? thanks Geoff.

Thanks Esther ?