her shell...

This piece oozes with erotic savor. . .A clever write, Paul S. . .xoxo, Devlin;)

ooze is a lovely word..:)

I don't know why this reminds me of Sharon Olde's The Connoisseuse of Slugs. But I get it.

slugs always seem so vulnerable to me,
compared to snails, I mean..:)

Ahhh...Paul, mo chara.....such an inventive innuendo.... :)  Hmmmm...snails and "sensuality"....who would have thought....?? but then again, this is just another example of your wonderful wit! (Still smiling!!!!) xo

oh, thanks, Enchantress -
appreciate it..:)

Escorgot Dartford..slippery little suckers aren't they?  ;)

and quite gripping..:)

Per
haps    like thee
man
from
nan
tucket

I'm more like the bloke from nan
king...

I once knew a snail called Michelle
who slimmed me with silvery jell
I asked her to halt
covered her with salt
she died and went straight to hell

ah, Michelle...

"these are words
that go together
well..."

:)