Waves wash over me as I plunge through the white caps, drawn by the mesmerising siren song floating on the surface of the roiling waves. The enchanting music lures me ever deeper, down to the ocean bed. Resistance is futile. Trembling with desire I surrender myself to the arms of the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen, to fulfill my destiny as food for the singing temptress.
“Wake up, Alf, alarm’s gone off.” Roused from the dream I watch enchanted as Lottie, my own middle-aged temptress, waddles across to the shower where she warbles her own siren song.
“Wake up, Alf, alarm’s gone off.” Roused from the dream I watch enchanted as Lottie, my own middle-aged temptress, waddles across to the shower where she warbles her own siren song.
