It was cold. The car was high and I, to be honest, clambered in in a less elegant way than I would have liked and sat there feeling very... nervous. I...did take a glance at the man sitting in the driver's seat. And the first thought that came into my mind was, "He seems a little small doesn't he?" Indeed because of my long torso, I actually seemed to be the taller one. He was of course the right guy, he sent me his picture and there definitely was a resemblance. The thing though, was that. " Uh huh! I'm dying to taste your pal's big dick," Tom said, sinking to his knees in front of me.My cock was rock hard and fully erect at this point and Tom, his face just inches from it, couldn't stop staring. "The way Hank was talking about your dick, I thought he mighta been exaggerating. But he sure as shit wasn't!"Then he looked over at hank with a teasing smile."Shit, Hank, after doing your buddy, I'm not sure I'm gonna be interested in you anymore," he teased.I was really becoming. I don’t know if it was by intent or just circumstances. I suspected the first. The mermaids hadn’t wanted Tory to find them.Six people were standing on the rocks tossing nets into the fast flowing water as it crashed against the rocks below them. The river bounded down from inside mountain to a small lake above us. It then overflowed over the rapids that the fish were trying to navigate in their effort to get to the lake.I found this curious. If they were mermaids, why did they fish in this. He found the end of the clip and the first thing he noticed was that the clock on the wall behind the computer was at 01:37, well past the time he would normally have stayed up to unless he was programming.His hands shook a little as he used the mouse to drag the recording back to an earlier point in the clip and then let it run again. Kenny found it extremely weird, even a little frightening to watch images of himself hunched over the computer without having any recollection of the events.