Free Brother Willy's Traveling Salvation Show by W. Scott Mitchell Page A

at right now?”
    Scott was sure they were the same, but there apparently was something different that she wanted him to notice. The only problem was he could see nothing different. “I really don’t see any difference.”
    She moved closer to him as she became more insistent. “Look closer and see if you notice anything different.”
    Hoping for a clue, Scott tried to narrow down the options. “Is the difference in the top or the bottom and is it in the front or the back?”
    She replied patiently, “The difference is in the top and bottom and in the front and back. Just keep looking until you see the difference.”
    After a few more minutes, Scott had to confess he saw nothing different about her. “Listen Michelle, I am more than willing to spend the next five hours looking at your top, bottom, front, back, and all the rest of you. The view is pretty good from where I am sitting, but I just don’t see a difference.”
    She sat in his lap with one arm around his neck as she touched the end of his nose with her finger. “Here is the difference between the swimsuit you were looking at yesterday and the one you are looking at today. The suit you were looking at yesterday was being worn by one of those four little college girls who are staying in the house down the beach from ours. The suit you are feasting your eyes on today is being worn by me. Are you starting to see the difference now?”
    The best defense is a strong offense, at least in theory. Scott began to make his weak case. “I didn’t really notice the girl in the pink suit with the straps that tie behind the neck who apparently did not buy the right size top.”
    Michelle was smiling at this point. “Actually, I was not thinking about the girl in the pink suit.”
    Scott quickly realized that for him to admit some guilt might be better and more effective than total denial. “I understand now. You are talking about the girl in the blue bathing suit that untied her top while she was lying on her stomach. The only reason I noticed her was that I was curious about what she would do if someone dumped a glass of cold water on her back. Would she jump up, thus exposing herself to the world, or would she fight the cold shock and hold her position. These are the questions we as a society must answer.”
    Michelle continued her assault. “That is not a major question for society. Besides, I was thinking more about the girl who was so uncoordinated that she couldn’t catch the Frisbee that just happened to land a few feet away from you. It was amazing how many times during the course of the afternoon she would walk over to you before slowly bending over to pick up the missed Frisbee while making sure you missed nothing she was pretending to hide.”
    Michelle ’s inquisition was not ending and Scott had no choice but to try more denial. “I didn’t realize anyone was playing with the Frisbee, so I could not have paid any attention to this alleged girl.”
    Her stare almost insured him this defense was ineffective. She then continued her prosecution. “Neither the young lady nor her boobs are alleged. They were clearly entered into evidence.”
    Speaking once again without forethought, Scott replied, “You got that right!”
    Michelle ’s mouth opened wide. “Excuse me!”
    This time he spoke with full damage control in mind. “All I was saying was you’ve got the right to your opinion based on the facts as you saw them.”
    Michelle began to make her eloquent closing argument. “On Wednesday night when you so thoughtfully took of my top in the hot tub, you surrendered all of your future rights to be interested in other girls. When you made love to me, you surrendered all of your future rights to look at other girls. I just wanted to call this to your attention before we go down to the beach today.”
    Scott kissed her cheek as he began to play defense. “I am so glad you’ve brought this new rule to my attention. I mean, who knew.”
    Michelle kissed