Suddenly a flash of wings and her top was gone, off into the nearby brush in the claws of a caw caw bird.

"Oh, him again," she giggled, "He has a lot of my things back in his nest. I'd like to meet his wife!"

Resigned to having lost another of her tiny garments, she turned to me with a suggestion I will cherish for quite some time.

"Wanna go jump in the hot tub?"

The rest is for another story.

-- Jozzy Walker, Venus Island Girl