Two Eyes Cenote [m] Love love love

the message was received clear as crystal. gucci yanked himself out the stone doorframe so speedily that the momentum clapped his batty ears together - his farewell to the agonising mother!

... a moment later, he peeked in again, persuaded by a much gentler tone. not that he was ever truly going to leave, not before at least guessing at the father!

yet, no scent of womanly viscera nor yowling newborn, and no midwife to chase him off. the nobleman's theorem began to crumble.

s georgia honeys veni vidi gucci, young miss. he drawled with an uncertain smile, crossing his forelegs at the room's threshold. y' ain't, uh... had he fingers, he'd be snapping them. ... sufferin', are'cha?