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and I smile. Her other hand roams up her belly until she is cupping her substantial, naked breast. I watch as she pinches her hardened nipple between two delicate fingers and her other hand flexes near mine.
    My nipples react to her touching herself and stab the fabric of my corset like tiny rocks. Her pink tongue swipes across her plump lower lip and I feel myself pressing tighter to the glass. She grins at me and blinks her heavy eyelashes. The mermaid lifts her breast and lowers her head until that wicked pink tongue of hers lolls out to wash over the tip of her nipple.
                  “Is this like a porn aquarium?” I back up but can’t take my eyes off her tongue and how it wraps around her nipple before the needy peak is sucked into her mouth.
                  Anne snorts and shakes her head. “Mermaids are just whores. Don’t you remember Peter Pan?”  More Disney memories skitter across my mine of the cartoon mermaids trying to drown Wendy and make me laugh.
                  “I guess you’re right.”
                  “I’ve heard that on the Other Side you can lay in the shallows of the lake and mermaids will swim up to perform oral sex on whoever is resting in the waters.” Anne tells me in hushed tones. My head shakes again and I feel like that’s all I’ve been doing since we got here.
                  “Do you think that’s true?”
                  “Oh yeah.” Anne nods. “Of course I do. Look at her.” She tips her chin toward the dirty little mermaid who is now trailing a tiny finger down the glass where Kelly’s belly rests on the other side. They fish woman’s eyelids are heavy and her breast lift and fall like she is panting.
                  “Can we go?” Kelly purrs the words, her sex frazzled brain making her words sound breathy.
                  “No!” I snap unbelieving such a meek girl would want to basically use a mermaid prostitute and she turns around. My voice having yanked her from the mermaid’s mental grasp.
                  “What?” She shakes her head like I have been and walks over to Anne and I. “What did you ask?”
                  “Don’t worry about it.” Anne smiles and slips her arm around Kelly’s shoulder. “Let’s move on shall we?”
                  “Yeah,” Kelly gives one last look at the fish woman and they both wave longingly to each other as Anne pulls Kelly through the rest of the tunnel. The tunnel is straight and moves up hill as we leave the viewing of the lake behind. When we emerge from the underground walkway, a fake little town greets us.
                  Buildings in all shapes and colors line the pathway, each offering different goods or foods and drinks. We walk slowly as we peruse the booths of jewelry and tee shirts with sayings like “I survived Freak Show”. Some booths hold pamphlets with information on the animals housed in the zoo and I snag a few as we pass by to look over later and use them as a fan, splaying them out in my right hand and waving them in front of my face as we move on.
                  “Oh! There’s the griffin house.” Becca informs us and we change directions to check out the magnificent creatures.
    “What about food? Can’t we grab something from here first?” I lift my nose as I sniff the air. I think I smell fried dough.
    “After!” Becca says firmly and I stick out my tongue at her.
    Again, thick glass is between us and the beautifully dangerous creatures. They remind me of bald eagles at normal zoos. They’re too powerful and too stunning to be comfortable here in a cage. There are three of them and they pace back and forth. They turn their giant heads and intelligent eyes pierce us as they notice more viewers have come to spy on them.
                  “They look restless.” I say softly and Anne