... and whispered loud enough for Muffy to hear his seductive phrases, yet quiet enough so that the surrounding military members of Gator King's army couldn't.
Muffy blinked twice, and raised her eyebrows. She felt the heat of a rapid blush rush to her head. She took a step back to get a better look at this brazen young stud, hardly believing that he could fulfill his suggestion to her.
He cocked his head to the side, nodded slightly, winked, and then grinned at her. Muffy blushed again, embarrassed by her immediate reaction. It's unladylike to accept an offer too quickly, even if it promises to be the most erotic event of her already sexually eventful life. She tried to focus on his face, but couldn't keep her eyes from wandering over his muscular mousey body. As she watched his muscles ripple through his tight outfit, she began to daydream about the possibilities.
"Poo!", though Muffy. "Why should I try to be ladylike here in this sewer? What in the heck did I think I was doing, kissing up to the Gator King. Who wants to be Queen of the sewer, anyway?". She paused for a second, glanced at Mai Tee mouse, then continued her thought. "Especially if this hunk of a mouse can ..."
Her thoughts were interrupted by Dundee and Rusty Irons, who had started another commotion over by the door. Up on stage, Gator King was signing a formal looking document, while simultaneously picking pieces of former foes out from between his teeth with an umbrella toothpick. |
