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"Hey! Check this out guys, we found ourselves a fuckin' mermaid!" She whirled about to find two canoes coming around the point that they were camped on! All men! Swim back to her clothes? No, her ass would show and they would know she was naked. Better to just stay put and let them go their way. Dammit!, why had she taken her shorts off? And not put her bra back on? They would have dried. She could have changed. The lead canoe turned and headed straight toward her. The situation was like a bad dream. Say something? Ask them to leave? Swim to her clothes? "SOMEBODY LEAVE HIS BITCH OUT HERE IN THE LAKE?" the guy at the front of the lead canoe hollered, watching the shore for any life. "Well, hey mermaid. Whatcha doing out here all by your lonesome?"
She was tongue-tied. Should she lie and say that her friends were on shore? His manner made her uncomfortable. Really uncomfortable. "I'd much rather catch a mermaid then a stupid old bass. What do you guys think?" She dove. Down about three feet and swam in a yellowy gurgling world toward her clothes, watching the shadow of the canoe as she swam under it.