The Gilded Man With A Thousand Lives

206 The Jaguar Goddess

The goddess' voluptuous breasts were bare, only kept together by a jewel-studded band on her collarbones. Her eyes were beastly, like a wild cat, and so were her nails.

"How I missed you," the old man replied, biting down on his lip. He rose from his seated position to greet the goddess like a lost lover. "I forgot what a ravishing woman you are!"

Ixchel descended from her half-moon chair. Only then did Tyler realize she was at least twelve feet tall. A flimsy, purple and gold-embroidered cloth barely covered the goddess' hourglass hips.

Butch was a giant of a man, but Ixchel had to kneel to embrace him. "My ferocious tiger…" she purred affectionately. The two kissed each other wildly for almost a minute before separating.

Tyler turned his eyes away in shame. There was no way he could tolerate watching his old master make out with a goddess. Public displays of affection should be banned for old people.

"Where have you been, Butch?" Ixchel asked, tugging on his long white beard playful