You are an animal!

I am a weary man city with a polluting old car, a sore back, the endless bills and threatening letters almost daily from the IRS.

I go to work, where I'm also under threat. Sales are not enough.

I could be terminated? What will I do?

The sales meeting in the office begins.

Suddenly, I'm flying through the trees on a vine as "Jungle Lad," rippling muscles as I try to swoop down and scoop "Marian Pure Heart, milk skin, voluptuous, D-cup girl dressed in rags and skimpy skirt safari. In my house on a tree, I have under my power.

She looks at my huge, almost naked from the waist (I'm wearing a string of leopard skin), sweat dripping from my giant biceps button. We're both sweating, chest (almost as impressive as mine) throbbing with desire.

Gnash their teeth.

Breathless, she says, "Take me! Throws me on the bed (I have a zebra skin for a bed).

I rip her clothes off like combining our passion, pulsating, rotating meat moans of pleasure button accompanied by the trumpets of elephants and various beasts of the jungle below.

Suddenly, I'm a hiker, walking with a female naturalist, a guy who wears heavy glasses bookwormish blacks, with a modest missionary skirt, blouse and beige pith helmet. We camp, set up separate tents atop a Peruvian mountain.

I'm slowly removing my sweat-stained cotton, a native of hand-woven "Yuk-Fungoo" Tibetan shirt Sherpa mountain guide (all in the Andes should have one). The bones of my body to punish the evil, almost straight-up trip of twenty miles.

Suddenly, tearing through the canvas flap door, and jumps into the air above me. As a prey animal, a female panther, I out of my suit. It throws away the skirt and glasses, and she is no longer the dowdy, chaste, English housewife, looking for her long lost husband naturalist, but a sex-hungry Amazon.

Floats rhythmically together as one.

"You're an animal!" Cries.

Suddenly, I'm a bad boy to be held after class by a teacher of mathematics, a tall woman, somewhat 'sinister and seductive, with a great body, eyes me with an evil eye. Flicks his tongue obscenely through his teeth barred. He holds a ruler in her hand suggestively.

Is going to teach me a lesson.

One that will not soon forget.

"Mr Sammon!"

Esco stunned with a start.

"Mr. Sammon. If you are paying attention to these figures?"

My boss, JD, is next to an arrow that represents the drop in sales .... Marked on a paper card large.

"Oh, yes JD I'm right with you '."

I smile. I just said that to make him happy.

What I really want is to get back to nature.