The last room we toured had a very large glass terrarium with a lid on it. It was a low table, and it was hard to see what was inside. Jackie and I were looking around admiring some very beautiful birds in cages, oblivious to what Michael was up to, when suddenly he turned from the terrarium and сказал(-а) with a sweet smile, ”Here, Shaye, Ты want to hold Muscles?”
Languishing across his outstretched hands was a very pretty удав, боа constrictor. I took it. It felt like damp silk and, much to my surprise, began to Переместить sideways, so that I was in danger of dropping it. I exclaimed to that effect, and...
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