" He pointed to the shelf on the wall that was filled with photo albums. Why don't you check out some of my older photos while I'm on the phone. I sho...ld be done in 15 minutes."He walked out and we each pulled an album from the shelf. Mine had nature shots and Mike's had photos of people we didn't know. "This one is boring," he said to me."So look at another one then. I'm sure that some of them are interesting."I had no idea how interesting they would be. Mike took another album and when he. If you work it!!"She nodded, faking a smile and Candice went over to another newcomer."So where you from? Oh REALLY?! I spent a couple of summers in-"So at least it wasn't a canned pitch the Candice had given her. The samefew lines to everyone, like some vacuous cocktail party hostess makingthe rounds...|||||||||| 6:53 ||||||||||On his way back from the bathroom her boyfriend was chatting witheveryone. Saying Hi to some of the women but mostly with the half dozenboyfriends and husbands that. “Yeah,” he said. “And she looks just like you two. She’s our sister. There are two more around.”Just then, two more heads breached the surface. Their hair was matted about their faces. They were closer to the shore. They floated in the water as our brother and the mermaid he fucked swam closer to shore. Then they were spilling onto the beach.“Oh, wow,” I said. She looked just like Pyrriah only she had blue hair and such small tits. And a tail.“You’re my sister!” squealed the blue-haired. Then I heard Sheila on tv, explaining that there had been artisticdifferences in the band and that I had said I wanted to pursue a careerin dance and had left the band. As I was watching this Wendy called andsaid as I had not joined them after the shoot Sheila had persuaded themthat I was a sexist repressed transvestite and the vote had beenunanimously carried that I be sacked from the band. To spare my feelingsthey had called it artistic differences.I didn't really see that there was much.