You feel half-tempted to taste the watery substance on your finger, but prudence dissuades you. You lean forward and snake your hand up again, slipping your finger between her folds.
The stone is cool to touch, but it's wet. Inexplicably so. You rub her with two fingers and try to wedge your finger inside. Perhaps this statue is like one of those penis-fountains Italian restaurants sometimes have... just more appealing.
To your surprise, you can actually wedge you fingers deeper into the statue. Detail, indeed. You slip one finger inside and reach in as deep as you can. The stone inside is peculiar... it's velvety smooth. It's also very wet. You finger is slick with a kind of lubricant... yet you can't find a hole that it might be coming from. Your finger reaches its limit at the knuckle, coincidentally, you also feel the statue's snatch become too tight for you to push anyway.
You pull your finger out and look at it. It's coated with a shiny substance which has a slight anonymous odor to it.
Smiling, you laugh inwardly at the idea of getting a statue off when your hand. Perhaps it's time to move on? |