Frog Princess, The

Summary: I knelt on the ground at the edge of the pond. With a mighty leap, the frog landed on the ground beside me and puckered his lips. "Wait just a minute!" I said, drawing back. The frog looked distressed. "You haven't changed your mind, have you?" "NO, no, it's just that, well, here." Fumbling in the small pouch attached to the waist of my gown, I found an embroidered handkerchief. I reached out and gently patted the frog's mouth clean. "You had dried fly feet stuck to your lips." I said, shuddering. "All right, let's try again." This time the kiss went without a hitch.