The wolf had to admit, he did have nothing bad to say about his view.  A mermaid she swam like, siren of the sea...  But her face and body were more like that of an angel.  A decent sein, hips that beckoned when she walked, a waist that begged to be held as much as her body did...  He licked his chops, yes, if she'd have him, he would give her a very happy night...  If she let him, he would give her a happy week!  his wolfish face grinned before he tore his eyes from the sight, not wishing to embarras either of them if she caught him still around, sitting with his back to her, hidden in the bush, his ears listened for any intruders on her solitude.