Hisham
Wow, dewd.
I flip upside down.
I am the great evil octopus, guarding the secrets of the tunnel from
the eyes and hands of whoever dares venture any further.
There is Annoying Angela the Party Pooper Poo-Poo.
Halt!
heheh. I flip back to Harmless Hisham.
I look down to see a suspicious rick in the sand patch below. I swim
closer, and I see that it has the features of a man, a King.
Light swoops down from a gaping hole above, forming a halo around his
head.
The eyes have so much hidden strength, the locks of hair curl beneath
the crown.
I bow in reverence.
Oh, Mr great King, I am your servant. I look up and I see Sam's ass
and I recall the martini rule he told me once.
YUM!
Hmm, what is that up there?
I see something funny in the wall near me.
It's mine mine mine. All mine! I don't want the others to see it.
Let me see. I better get away now while Layal
is looking down.
I swim above her quickly, and when she and Angela go away, I
go to get a closer look.
