" Oh. Do you know if the band's over by the creek?" They were last week. Why?" I need to send a message. Could you drive over?" One of us can. But the...e's a price." What?" I need to know how the art critic's doin'." She's fine. She's off at an opening right now." When will you have a kid?" We're practicing." Right. So what's the message?" It's to the band around Lake Constance in the Diamantina. My dad's going to visit. They need to know just that he's the father of the carpet python." Got it.. If I couldn't make a better liquor than the moonshiners, then there was no need to continue. The risk and rewards were just not balanced in my favor with ordinary moonshine.I had turned the phone off while I mixed the mash so for most of the day I was out of touch. The mash was in the buckets and tucked safely into the bathroom when I turned the phone on again. I did not expect the number of messages in my message box.Since half at least were from Royce, I checked the computer to be sure, then. “Hi Sam,” “Hi, ladies.” They sat in the deck chairs. We talked about nothing much, but the thought in the back of our minds was the sex Carol and I had in front of them culminating with my penis in Carol’s ass. At that point Carol walked over. She had on a flimsy T-shirt that revealed her pointy nipples perfectly. She had on the bottom half of a bikini. “Hello, Sam,” “Hi, Carol.” She came up on the deck and sat down and crossed her sexy legs. I kept glancing at her chest, and with the memory of. He seemed to block her out entirely. He justkept pulling the arm. She couldn't tell if he was trying to win back his bodyor complete the change. He then hit triples again.Rita watched as Vic's face changed. The masculine face of Vic softened andchanged into a gorgeous vision of femininity. His permanent five o'clockshadow disappeared. His lips became softer and fuller. Vic looked younger;she looked like he was 21 or maybe a little younger. His hair grew long andin fell down next to his face in.