Fox's Glade headlights flicker at me like a star

He shook his head as the stranger eyed him, staying right where he was even as the male finished up. I'm not gonna take your food, Vercingetorix said. Not hungry. Once the other was licking his chops, the brute padded closer, chin lifted in casual greeting.

What's up? Haven't seen you before, he remarked. Vercingetorix. Call me Verx. You look in pretty good shape if you're out here all alone. It was true--the man was not only handsome but in fine flesh. It was no secret that Verx preferred the chicks, but given the opportunity, he wouldn't kick this guy out of bed. Perhaps the stranger felt the same way.