Her face was close to mine, but it would take some effort to close the distance for a kiss. “What questions do you have, Dreamy?”I smiled and felt... the blonde slip her lips over my crown. “Well, how about we start with names?”“Call me Stacia,” said the brunette, running a hand along the side of my jawline. She nodded back at the blonde and said, “and the blonde sucking your massive tool is Bethany.” She smiled at me, studying my face. “What should we call you?”“My name is Seth,” I said with a. ’ ‘No need to worry about them. It is a daily show.’ ‘Same dame?’ ‘Katarina, yes. I let her play. She brings me customers. We both are happy.’ Things must really be tight for Kreimer’s if Jonas was willing to let a soiled dove set up shop at the back tables. ‘If you like, I can introduce you.’ Jonas winked like a copper on the take. ‘She prefers finger pie, but for you, maybe the whole meal?’ Moe took a quick hinge at the couple. Katarina was a looker, but in that hard, cover-your-balls sort. Twenty years ago there was hardly a third of foot traffic along the strip as there was now, hardly any children. She remembered how many nights she had been left alone with baby-sitters. She remembered her childhood with fond regret considering it another world, a connection between that world and this one was missed and she wasn’t quite sure how. She loved school. She loved to read and by the time she reached high school was reading several levels above her level. She balanced her overdosing. I was just thinking..." But she wouldn't tell me about what.We walked around the house and just shook our heads over the deterioration we saw. I found myself wishing I could kick those selfish, argumentative idiots who would let a beautiful place like this go downhill.Eventually we started back up the path to our mysterious destination. When we got to the house we followed the fence to the right as it circled the yard. Reaching the back of the property we found no beach, just a narrow path next.