He turned her hand over and found the money

He turned her hand over and found the money she had been sure was in her pocket. How could he have lifted it and put it there without her noticing. As she was piecing it together

he vanished. She stood there balanced between confusion and terror, shock setting in. He didn't just hide quickly, he literally vanished before her eyes. She glanced to the side

gorilla's penis. How did this happen she thought. I don't remember getting here. The gorilla angered because she stopped grabbed her by the hair and lifted her off the ground

and onto the lowest limb of the tree. There he continued to expose himself to her and became increasingly agitated when she didn't reciprocate. Just then she heard a Tarzan-call.

Her cell phone was ringing the special ringtone for her boyfriend. She looked away from the genitals hanging at eye level and picked up her phone with an exasperated sigh. Finally

she answered the phone. Instead of hearing her boyfriend's whiny, clingy voice, she heard the muffled sounds of two people engaged in sex. He must have accidentally called her

while reviewing the latest erotic fantasy dailies he was busily producing. She was codependent & had no sympathy and slammed the phone down on him. Then she had a good sneer.

"Someone asked me the other day if I believe in conspiracies. Well, sure. Here’s one. It is called the political system. It is nothing if not a giant conspiracy to rob, trick and

provide the people a place to rant randomly ad infinitum, a place of free speech. A place called the internet. A place called FoldingStory.