Zhisk circled the one called Angelo in front of her.  As she circled him, she let her dark blue tail trale along his body, slide up his shirt, and tease his pants.  She stopped in front of him and stepped so close that if you breathe hard enouh they could touch.  She lightly sniffed his skin and licked his neck softly with her snake-like tongue.  "He tastes pretty good," she said softly.  "I wonder what else tastes good.  I also wonder what his reactions would be like to what I had in mind."  She didn't care where she played with the human.  Sometimes she would just do it out in the open, in the middle of the path.  She didn't care.  As long as she was having fun doing it.  She had such an evil, seductive smile slowly creep up on her lips.