The Solo Pleasure Of A Stunning Brunette
0 “We must have swum miles out to sea.”
“No, not far, the cliffs around mermaid cove are just on the horizon there.”
Pisces pointed due north, with Tom noticing a very slight brightening to the east. Becky sat down, then Margaret. Sitting in the pool they had made for Pisces the last time they were on the beach. He read the list, laughed, and then read it again. Pisces turned to enjoy Tom’s eyes on her. She is a princess after all, so how could I compete?”
The three women all gasped, “Aha,” as the dots connected. Tom swam in close enough for them to touch, her blue rubbery skin sending ripples of excitement through him. Rather than nodding, he instinctively spoke and once more, an eruption of exhaled bubbles exited his mouth.
