Kim and I were out photographing butterflies. We’d stopped for coffee before arriving at the bog, and I had to pee, so I found a secluded spot and got started. I was about mid-way through when a dragonfly appeared, landed briefly on my penis, and quickly departed.
I zipped up and caught up with Kim, grateful that her camera was pointed elsewhere. I told her briefly what happened.
“I think it was after the minerals,” she said, laughing. I recalled one of her girlfriends who used to pee onto a dirt road to attract butterflies.
“No,” I theorized, “I think she wanted to mate with me.” Two competing theories.
The next night I told my step-daughter, Genne’, what had happened. She sent me a text message: “Dragonflies represent good fortune, so I think you’re going to get laid tonight.”
Just in case, I slept with the window open.
Lucky it was a dragonfly and not a stinging insect. Did you close the window?ReplyDelete
Hope I was right !ReplyDelete