Happy Valentine’s Day! While we dine on confectionaries from a heart-shaped box (Hey! Wait! I’ve got a new complaint) and “surprise” our loved one with overpriced, long-stemmed roses that will be dead in two weeks, let’s take a minute to appreciate the subtext of what this non-holiday is all about: sex!
Well, it’s actually a fabricated holiday that traces its roots to the martyrdom of a Christian priest which was co-opted centuries later by greeting card companies to sell greeting cards and gifts under the guise of romantic love… but still!
So here’s a render of Polly visiting an outdoor spa on an alien planet, and wouldn’t you know it? She’s noticed someone approaching her, but doesn’t seem all that concerned that she’s been spotted nude. In fact, I’d say she looks rather pleased by it. I wonder who it could be?
Spoiler alert: It’s Jester. Continue reading “My Slutty Valentine”
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