b It's not Green being Easy /b
Gar Logan was walking down the street to the local animal boarders. Gar's place was being fumigated, and boarding himself was a whole lot cheaper than getting a hotel for the night. Plus they threw in free food and a hot bath. The dog groomer there was pretty hot, too.
As he passed by a beautiful woman, he – wait. He flipped his head around quickly to get another look at the emerald-skinned beauty that passed by. He morphed quickly into a wolf and gave a loud wolf-whistle before turning back into his human state.
Trindle turned around, looking a little annoyed. Her eyebrow raised when she saw that the person whistling at her was also green. "Hello, there," she said, her voice low and sultry.
"You're as hot as I am," Gar said incredulously. "Do you want to make out?"
"And then some," she said. "Have you ever seen green breasts?" she said, moving to take off her shirt.
"Yes, actually," replied Gar. "But it never gets old."
