“I see them,” Nicole said pointing at the marina entrance.Tracy looked up from her phone. “I don’t see any fish. Good thing we bought hamburge...s.”“I told Chris if he caught anything he had to put it back,” Cassie said, “He better not have one.”Chris ran to the SUV and jumped in the backseat. “I got to drive the boat,” he bragged to Cassie.“Kill any fish you heathen?” She shot back.“No. To many assholes on jet-skies,” John answered for him as he loaded their fishing gear in the back, “We gave up. So I dialed and listened to the ring tone. The woman who answered had a smooth and silky voice. "Priapus Productions," she said.I checked the card; sure enough Priapus Productions was the outfit. "Um yes," I stumbled, "I'm calling regarding a bounty you placed at a video store?" Oh yes, are you calling to be in a video?" Her voice was wonderfully accented. I know southerners have a reputation for being solid and conservative, but Southern accents drive me nuts. I find them very sexy and I found. “Was this girl a friend of yours?”“I knew her, but she was a year older and went to Turpin, so I didn’t see her except at youth group. And she mostly hung out with a couple of older girls. My dad didn’t approve of me being around college girls, which won’t surprise you.”“Your dad didn’t approve of much of anything,” Jessica said.“Oh, he did. Church; prayer; marriage at seventeen or eighteen with my first ever kiss being at the altar. I decided having Snuggle Bear fuck me silly before I turned. The second was a blurred image of Dr. Death riding in the passenger seat exiting UF airspace on their way to orbit. Two shadows in the rear were not distinguishable but it would not be a stretch to match the girls from the previous picture as the ones in back.Side by side pictures of the silver haired woman riding Catherine Larkin’s hoverbike matched the woman at the table with Dr. Death. Seven more pictures of the pair of young women were singularly displayed.Catherine Larkin and Moria.