I wasn't sure what would make one fish tail prettier than another, but Iloved that mine was so streamlined. I loved the slick feel of my scalesunder m... hand, and their rich emerald green color.I started swimming around in front of the mirror, astonished by what Icould do. I had known how to swim before, but compared to this you couldhardly that kicking-your-feet-and-flapping-your-arms business swimming.Just over half my body was about nothing BUT swimming now! (Well it wasalso about pee-pooping. I watch as he slowly undoes the buttons of his shirt, exposing his black t-shirt with his “Mr. Grouch” beneath it. I can’t help but to smile at the sight. His hands slide down his chest and stop at his buttons of his pants, pulling the waist line away from his body, Yes, if I were you I’d be falling over right about now. You klutz. My laughter catches in my throat as his long fingers unfasten the button and the zipper. Letting his trousers fall free of his pants, his cock springs forth and my. Just my luck.It was the sign that caught my eye, followed immediately by the attire of the owner/operator. PARK N' RIDE, BEST F##KIN' JETSKI RIDE ON THE PIER. She wore an abbreviated park ranger outfit: The hat seemed authentic, from which blonde hair flowed. Her top was a standard off-green shirt, sleeves removed, tied under her breasts, which filled out the shirt nicely. Instead of pants, a short skirt of matching color completed the outfit. No boots or shoes of any kind on nicely shaped. Tanya massaged the back of Beth's head and neck, trying to relieve the pain. It didn't seem to help. Frank offered Beth a bottle of bourbon, which she downed half of before Frank and Tanya could take it away from her. Although they had seen Béla drink alcohol (a hundred years earlier), neither was certain how a liter of hundred and eighty proof booze would affect Beth's unearthly metabolism.Happily, she simply passed out and slept most of the day, snoring noisily. While she dozed, Frank told.