“At night I would lie bed and watch the show, how bees squeezed through the cracks of my bedroom wall and flew circles around the room, making that propeller sound, a high-pitched zzzzzz that hummed along my skin.”
Mr. Derwood Hunsdale-Talbot’s comments:
I don’t know about you, but I am so over this vampire thing. What with the Twilight and the True Blood and now this about what are apparently vampire bees. (You know any other kind that come out at night?) I predict that after the fanged nectar-lickers “hummed along my skin” we’ll be regaled with clichéd and tired implications of eroticism. Come to think of it, I am also so over tales of insect/mammal sex. Enough!