The lengthiest document was the complete and entirely factual report on the incident by the local Silver Avenue evening watchman Wergan. His report ma...e particular note of my interest in this incident and he commented upon my apparent obvious shock and uncharacteristic dismay at her death. Why did everyone seem to believe that I was a soulless reptile with no more human decency than a common swamp thrasher? On second thought, the question wasn’t worth asking… I might get more answers that I. Then Joyce said, "You know, we really are kind of concerned about people thinking that these are not wild animals. Honest, they are. But more than that, there is incredible teamwork here. Now we have an idea we want to try. Okay, guys. It's time to entertain the paying customers again."Responding to instructions given by the four other people, the tigers paired off and took positions spaced evenly across the long axis of the Forum. There the pairs sat facing one another. Then Joyce said, "Okay,. “I wish there was just one of them. I like them but I can’t like them both.”“Get Carol to go with you. Tell her about Azee. Tell her the two of you can play spin the bottle with Azee and she won’t be able to tell which one she’s kissing.”“Can you really tell them apart?”“I think so, especially when they’re naked. Anthony’s dick is bigger than Zorba’s. Their voices aren’t quite the same either.”“Mikey, please don’t tease me,” she said. “Are they as big as you?”“I don’t know. I haven’t seen them. It was 3am. The apartment was warm and humid. Restlessly she had kicked the sheets off her queen-sized bed as she tried to catch some sleep but her brain wouldn’t let her. Barefoot, dressed only in her tiny black underwear, she silently wandered through the dark hallway towards the living room. The clouds had started to unload their moisture, a drizzle had turned into a downpour as she opened up the balcony doors of her third floor apartment. The noise and smell of splashing raindrops filled.