<div class="floatright">(http://www.bio.davidson.edu/people/midorcas/research/Field%20trips/Tortuguero%202004%20website/Boa%20constrictor%20-%206.04%20-%20Tortuguero,%20Costa%20Rica%20-%203.JPG)</div>Zarathel saw the woman wandering across the garden. There was nothing harmful here at all, nothing could hurt the woman, nothing could kill her. Except the woman herself.<br/><br/>Zar knew what she had to do. She assumed the sshape that hisstory ssaid she had assssumed.<em>Uh, okay, I have no idea how I did that, but apparently I did it!</em>Sshe chuckled to hersself.<br/><br/>As eve approached, sshe ssmiled a big, welcoming ssmile. "Oh look, a talking sssnake!"<br/><br/>Sshe chuckled at the quip. "Hhello, Eve. Lovely day, isssn't it? Tell me, isss it true that you aren't allowed to eat any of the fruitssss here?"<br/><br/>The ssuccubusss sslid ffrom the branch sshe was coiled on and landed lightly around Eve'ss sshoulderss. Sshe wrapped hersself around the woman, coiling her body under Eve'ss breasstss, lifting them gently. The tip of her tail sslid between eve'ss legss from behind, caressssing gently.