The voluptuous naked woman with the FOX mask steps into the small courtyard, naked feet on soft cut grass surrounded by neatly trimmed borders and old stone walled building all bathed in sun shine. A place worth travelling to visit.
The voluptuous naked woman with the FOX mask crosses to the recliner, sits, looks about, feels the warmth of the sun. Reclines.
The voluptuous naked woman with the FOX mask know this is heaven. Though strangely for a person who remembers everything, never known to forget a birthday, always knows to give a well appreciated present, strangely does not remember any events before opening the door to this strange mansion of many rooms, yet knows every desire, fantasy or inspiration ever felt.
The tannoy crackles: THE FOX AND THE BEAR SHALL COMMENCE SHORTLY.
The FOX mask raises slightly, looks about, lies back.
THE BEAR AND THE FOX
/dɛθ/
the action or fact of dying or being killed; the end of the life of a person or organism: "he had been depressed since the death of his father"
rɪˈspɛkt/
a feeling of deep admiration for someone or something elicited by their abilities, qualities, or achievements: "the director had a lot of respect for Douglas as an actor"
BEAR was such a boasting crow
How I love me a man, oh did you know
I’ll never touch a dead body so
ause they are so, oh, i don’t know
FOX did laugh: what they would like
You leave them be when they’re alive
FOX
FOX has an uncanny sense of the order of things. If you asked, FOX would say it...