I set off, seeking ... I was not sure what. On my way to the fields, I found myself disoriented by the most intoxicating aroma. I couldn’t help myself—I had to investigate. I fluttered my way through the opening.

The girl sat on a chair of provocative pink, a dreamy smile upon her lips. I flew closer and discerned some of the scent on her finger.

I landed. I sipped. Such delicious sap, but only a scant amount.

The girl waved me away and opened her pants. Soon her fingers were in her flower churning more and more of that special sap. I was nearly delirious. Yes, I need more, I thought.