"You have to be an artist and a madman, a creature of infinite melancholy, with a bubble of hot poison in your loins and a super-voluptuous flame aglow in your subtle spine (oh, how you have to cringe and hide.), in order to discern at once, by ineffable signs—the slightly feline outline of a cheekbone, the slenderness of a downy limb, and other indices which despair and shame and tears of tenderness forbid me to tabulate—the deadly little demon among the wholesome children; she stands unrecognized by them and unconscious herself of her fantastic power." Vladimir Nabokov
light of my life, fire of my loins, my sin, my soul... cool.
Nice work dola, but the source pics don't work, maybe next time upload the sources to your media folder and create a link from there. That's how I do it.
Thanks Funkwood.......from next time i will keep that in mind.