We headed back to my home in Jayden's car and when we got there I couldn't help but think of what joe was going to think and maybe say about me coming...home with a black couple. As we entered I saw that Joe was still lying on the floor as we had left him. Jayden and Laila came over to him, "This your fuckin' man?' Jayden asked me "That's my husband Joe" I replied "Looks like a pathetic piece of shit" Laila then said. Jayden then kicked Joe in his arm and Joe aroused to see me standing there with. “Very long ago, this was my form,” he told her. “It is easier to take on an earlier form than to metamorphose into new form altogether.” “Is it an illusion? If I touched your face, would I feel wrinkles.” “See for yourself. You may feel my face if you please.” Adele stood and walked to him. She gripped her blanket with one hand and reached out with the other, but hesitated. He was young now. He gazed at her intensely. His now young eyes seemed to peer through her. She had to be brave. She. Lorena would probably get married someday, too. Maybe quicker than he would, since she was older. She'd have to clue in her husband about the family beforehand, though. Boy, he thought--the whole bunch of them ready to fuck at a minute's notice; husbands and wives and blood relatives. He wished now that he had a couple of other sisters, younger ones that he and his father could teach to screw. His mother came back into the room, high color in her cheeks, wearing the towel around her hips. ’ Penny stood to go, eyeing her friend doubtfully. Sasha gave her another dazzling smile, and saw Penny’s eyes soften. ‘Okay, you do look better. I’ll call though. So you be ready to keep in touch.’ And with a kiss on the cheek she vanished into the dwindling lunch time crowd. Feeling suddenly very alone, Sasha sat back on the bench, and sipped at the hot coffee. Her head was still dizzy, but the warm sun and coffee were doing their trick and she knew she was in good enough shape to get home..