Michelle decided to take her final days in the Army as leave. In trying to pass the time, they had grown tired of being hit upon by all the male GI's ...hen they tried to windowshop in the town outside of Fort Polk's main gate. The same problem arose, although magnified, in trying to stop somewhere and have a drink. Thus the present plan had been formed. They were riding in Michelle's old '95 mustang convertable and had an iced down twelve pack. They were on their way to the closed down "North. Her hair was up in a ponytail and she was wearing glasses tonight instead of contacts. She was dressed in baby blue cotton shorts that showed off her wonderful legs and a white tank top that wasnt revealing but also wasnt conservative. Could I just ask her if she wanted to fuck right then and there? Please? You OK? It sounded like you fell or something when I knocked on the door. She said softly. I began to stammer and look around the room, my thoughts were like a highway traffic accident, so. She still hadn’t discovered who was responsible for her father’s death but she would never stop looking, so long as there was a breath left in her body. Finding the humans was like finding a needle in a haystack. They were tricky and backhanded. Demons, on the other hand, were simple. Sometimes she almost felt like she hated humanity more than the demons. These days it was open range to all evil, human and demon alike. So long as their souls were deeply and darkly tainted, she felt no remorse. Well, I'll just have to hope for the best and take what comes." She permed your hair?" Jennifer questioned incredulously when I dropped the girls next door, and glimpsed my still painted nails when I took off the pair of ladies gloves that had been inside the coat. "Would you like to borrow some polish remover?" If you have any," I nodded with an unhappy grin. "But I'll have to take it to work with me, the bus is coming along pretty soon and I won't have time for anything but getting to.