Carl sighed in relief. Romance novels mainly have happy endings, right?
But suddenly Carl didn't have time to worry about the book mark any more. As he suddenly felt something long, hot, and sticky on his shoulder. What ever it was, it soon went lower and began to fondle Carl's breasts. At this, Carl gasped and turned around to see what it was.
What he saw almost made him wet himself. It was the dragon's tongue! And Carl could easily tell that it had lust in it's eyes!
"Oh, No! I'm not that type!" Carl said in alarm.
But the dragon didn't hear him, as all of it's rational thought had been replaced by a deep beastly desire.
"Oh Shit!" Carl screamed.
