“You seem fascinated with my tail. Humans don’t have them, I suppose. I’m curious, what do you make of it?”“I ... don’t know,” he mutter...d, wondering what she expected him to say. Did dragons compliment one another’s tails? Was the length, the girth, or perhaps the color a source of pride? The appendage escaped his grasp suddenly, the tip rising to give him a gentle tap on the nose, as dexterous as a finger. It behaved more like a tentacle than a tail, she had such fine control over it.“Come. As the waitress left, I couldn't help but be confused. There hadn't been anyone else by the table except for the waitress."Who is Molly? I didn't see anyone come by." I asked the girls. Gloria laughed and took my hand."Silly, you really are sheltered aren't you? Molly is MDMA… or Ecstasy. I then looked at Cindy with what I am sure was a look of shock on my face. You made me take some Ecstasy? You know that shit can kill people. I thought I could trust you. I never realized just how sheltered I. The formerly decorative front of the facility was completely destroyed and the parking lot was totally useless. It reminded me of some pictures I had once seen of the devastation caused by mass bombing during WW2. About all it accomplished was to make the attackers feel like they had done something useful, but it made absolutely no difference to us.The survey of the destruction did give us some ideas on how to improve our defenses. We decided to put in some simple foxhole-type stations for men. She was dressed proactively, but not too excessive. Her long and flowing blond hair complimented her sparkling blue dress. She blinked ditzily at you with wide eyes and an even wider smile, showing off a face of joy that highlighted all of her makeup. Maybe this place was actually a brothel? That'd sure be awkward."Hiya!" she welcomed. "Are you, like, here for a room or something?" She put her magazine down and leaned forward on the countertop, clearly making an intentional display of her deep.