A PINCHY CRAB

A pinchy crab pinched me on the toe and I liked it. "Do that again", I said. The crab was not used to people enjoying it's pinches and got a little creeped out. It looked at me in a weird way with it's tiny beady black eyes. I gave it the almost teary pleading look that said "Please, I haven't been touched that way in so long, and that's just the way i need to be touched." The crab was an ornery molluscy hard shelled bastard, but inside it was full of it's own secret needs and desires and could feel where I was coming from. We had a beady eye to eye stare off for a couple of minutes and then it gave me another good one before scurrying away into it's shame hole.