" It comes out of three places. My ... my orifices."Phillip looked at Sally to see if she understood what Rusty was trying to say because he wasn't. S...lly was looking on engrossed at what Rusty was sharing; obviously this was something new to her."Ora ... you spit out the fire?"Rusty's freckles had faded as his skin grew a darker and darker red shade, "My mouth, my ass and my ... You know how I ... killed Gloria..."Phillip ignored Rusty's embarrassment and ticked off what he knew, "You can. “So... okay now?” she says.“We'll see,” I say. “You can go.”I walk over to the sink to wash my hands.“Bethany or Aron?” Lucy asks from behind me.I turn around as I dry my hands with a paper towel. “What do you think?”She licks her lips. “Bethany,” she says.I agree.She walks out and just a few seconds later she's back, following a cute, young brunette in a dark blue uniform. The girl looks a little uneasy as I walk towards her and shake her hand.“I'm Jim,” I say.“Bethany,” she answers.“Sit down,. ” Shelia rolled her eyes and then took a step forward toward them causing the girls to instinctively cower back. “I mean are you ‘girlfriends’?” Shelia emphasized the word, and the pledges eyes opened wide. “NO!” she shouted more loudly than she intended, “We were best friends since elementary, and we even signed up for college together.” “Good,” Shelia smiled, “It’s time to get closer.” “Heather!” The smaller girl grabbed her friend’s arm as Shelia pointed the bench where the girls had been. But on the day when I met Alice, there were photos of the most angelic critter to visit my pond. She clearly arrived and undressed without seeing the camera, which is fairly easy to miss if you don't know where to look. Those photos were enough to make my swizzle stick stir. She was facing right at the camera when she came scrambling out of the pond with the ill-fated leech plainly visible on her arm. The fear and disgust and maybe a bit of helplessness on her face were endearing.But then there.