Still in the Cave . . . (LynnK)

. . . so for now, the world must come to me. Sad to say, the world is not in any particular hurry to do so. Except for this afternoon, when the cat, sunning himself by the window, suddenly snapped to attention.





What is that?!









I stumbled over to have a look. But it was no big deal. Just what you’d expect in Coronado. A man out walking his snake.





Unlike the cat, I had seen snakes before this. And as cats will, he soon lost interest in the proceedings. But having been incarcerated for going on two months, I was hungry for entertainment. And the story got more interesting when it turned into a flirtation. Or something of the sort.





He began alone, fondling his snake.






But she was fascinated, it seems, by the snake and let it slither up her arm and around her neck. I confess I could not watch that part.

And then they went upstairs, the three of them



It is now official. I have become a voyeur.