Sex Driver

The inside of the shop was filled with bottles of strange-colored sand. Each one of the bottles had multiple colors, but some had many more than others.

“Philly! How are you doing?” Mati asked, and a snug with a small shell on his head turned around from behind his counter.

“Mati, what brings you into my shop? I can see that you are as broke as ever, but who is this strange creature that you have with you? He also looks broke but interesting. Didn’t you tell me your sister looked like this? Is this her kid?” Philly the snail…man, asked.

“I am here to see if you are interested in any Giant Jade Sea Turtle bones? Or teeth?” I asked, and the snail's eyes almost popped out of his head.

“You had to be there to really appreciate it. It was pretty creepy to see, even for me! He ate that crusty old turtle that hunted in these waters,” Mati said, and the slug wiped a greasy hand across his forehead.