Welcome to EFNB 10th Anniversary Week! This entry is a sequel to one posted ten years ago on February 22, 2010.

“Hey, Tony.”

“What is it, Ronnie?” I said, sticking my shovel into the sand, frustrated. “You and me here on a body-hiding detail, or are we in a debating society?”

“I found some different colored sands. They ain’t white anymore.”

I looked over, wincing at the bit of Joey’s ripe ass wafting over the white sands. “What?”

Ronnie, shovel in hand, was pointing down at some sand he’d just uncovered. It was glowing a bright, spectral blue in the desert twilight.

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