I rummaged through my closet and found the top I had never had the courage to wear before. It was silver, metallic and shimmery, although there really... wasn't much of it—it was basically a small triangle of fabric. It had one tiny strap that went around my neck and what was little more than a string that tied around my back to hold it in place. It left my entire back bare; it hung from my neck over my breasts and ended with a point in the middle of my belly, leaving my navel exposed. It moved. As soon as she reached for her boots, she saw the slate snake move. Of course this caused Jenn to jump back and, lo and behold, that snake then attacked her. I know everybody on the north side of the river was awake in a second. I can't vouch for the south side. Art Sr. was the first one through the door and stopped short, carrying a shotgun. Then he started to laugh so hard he could hardly stand. Tommy and George were right behind him, laughing also.Then Jenn caught on and turned on me. I. Hey, shit happens. She looks normal as if nothing happened today. But what was the text about? Have to check my phone and see if there is anything else there.Hey, Hon! Dinner in 20. OK?Yea sure just going to clean up first.OK.So I go into garage and wash up quick and check my phone. More text sent and received. Let me look.Matt: You were gr8 today.Alice: So were u.Matt: always want to please a lady Alice: u mean your slut.Matt: not slut ... cock whore!Alice : true tomorrow same?Matt: meetings. I'll meet you there."That remark didn't sound like the reserved, cautious Sissy Tom had known in high school. Apparently she had grown bolder over the years. He pulled his car around and parked next to the back door of the restaurant. The back of the building was even quieter and more deserted than the parking lot in front had been. He couldn't imagine what Sissy wanted to talk about. She almost acted like she had been waiting for Tom to show up for a long time. A few seconds later the door.