Shirt Stories

Kara was sitting with some stranger in a bar a mile or two up the island from the boat. They were seated at a corner table, Kara with her back to the room. The place was deserted except for the bartender and the two of them. David – as she had learned the stranger's name to be - said there'd be a few people come in a little later. Kara had come to the island for Spring Break, but this bar was definitely not the spring-bre...