I was in the front, driving, and Charlotte and Amy were in the back seat. Amy was resting her head on Charlotte's arm, and just staring out the window... watching the city pass by. Charlotte was just staring down at the back of the passenger seat, lost in a world of her own. It was deathly quiet in there, and the luxury car we were driving, with sound-proofed interiors, made it even more so."Anyone care to hear the radio?" I asked.Neither of them answered, so I left it off.We drove on in silence. " but being young i didnt listen and walked over and started talking to her. she was a flirt and was teasing me by shifting her legs and putting her hands on my thigh, i soon found out that she wasent wearing any panties. she kept buying me drinks intil she asked me if id like to come back to her place for some coffee or tea. i said yes and we made it to the parking lot and drove to her house. when we got there she pulled me right to her bedroom and tossed of her dress. she was standing there. "There's something really magical about mermaids, I meanthe photos. Especially the ones where they're floating in the water."She took a bite of her cheeseburger."It started as an article for a lifestyle magazine. Just something throwaway. But it just hooked me. The idea of being able to literallytransform yourself. The idealism meeting consumerism. Freedom, but onlyif you can afford it."She glanced over at Patty. She could tell she'd won points by engagingPete. Then she remembered what Freya. Ralph pulled away and stuck in his stretched open mouth was perfectly formed torpedo of shit. Aunt Bev turned around and directed Ralph to hold that position for my observation. She then told him he could eat his lunch now or save it for later.He picked up a plastic container and bit down where half the turd fell into the container. He chewed, and then swallowed what was in his mouth opening it wide for Aunt Bev’s inspection, and then turning towards the mirror to show me that his mouth was.