Sticky Fingers

Sticky fingers was a great acrobat. He had long, trunk like forearms that were blessed with strength, flexibility and grasping powers that were truly prehensile and more than adequately primate!!!He could run up walls, dangle from ropes and use struts with ease! He was a Parkour artist of repute and he was known not to collide with impervious objects! His hands though were something else, those sticky fingers vouchsafing what many women in his enterprising life would bet upon. He had an incredible body, you could count his muscles, though you’d give up counting, if you tried as there were so many of them, twisted, knotted and some seemed to curl in on themselves. His close friend in the circus was fat lips. He was huge, his lips pendulous in keeping with his large frame and they sat on his face like a comfortable sofa in a large room. He was said to be a great kisser as Sticky was supposed to be a good feeler. Every crag in the rock, the texture of the rope he hung from, his nimble fingers twisted themselves around crannies and bodies as he was almost lizard in human form. They said once he latched on to you, he wouldn’t necessarily let go. This was how he could hang from great heights and make the audience gasp and sit up and watch as time dragged itself almost to a halt, because he shot through space so fast! It made everything else around him slow and your hearts reached for your mouths, it was that that exhilarating!!! The big space at the circus was a great place to spend your weekend evenings. The music, the lights, the laughter and the music and the incredible human formations swinging high above you transported you elsewhere!!! Now the kisser was something else, he too could take you to new vistas as each kiss from a tentative beginning escalated itself into a series of sensations and a heightened awareness that you had no idea was locked up within you. Your primitive side was unleashed and your feline being came out to play. Robust still intact and you moved in delight much to your own amusement! And you had had the notion that this side of you was dead, nascent, kaput, buried! A part of your nature given up on when civilization had collided with it! It was good to know that the Megatripolis had’nt completely neutered one!!!