"Oh, no you don't. You screwed up and came in at the wrong time. You don't think an old swimming coach is going to miss the chance for a new pupil, do...you?" she said, her laughter and good mood catching.Before he could object again, she launched herself backward still holding onto his hand. Floundering, he crashed into the water laughing so hard he swallowed a mouthful.As he coughed to clear the water, she smiled sweetly, "Okay, Big Boy. Let's see what you can do," she ordered, motioning toward. Ruby only saw the special few more than twice. The rest were used, abused and discarded because that was part of the kick, knowing that the guys she met were going to be blown away and then would spend an inordinate amount of time texting and asking to see her again. Then they eventually moved into begging mode which only served to feed her ego.Her therapist, Jenny had once asked if she considered herself a sociopath.‘I don’t know, do you?’ Ruby had asked as she had flicked her nails, causing. He closed his eyes and concentrated on pulling his mind from his body, peeling away his spirit form like a second skin. It was hard with the anvil-like presence dragging him back, but he managed it, tired as he was. As he sat up, he heard a cry of relief and a shining girl threw herself into his arms, knocking him off balance.“I’m so sorry!” Athena cried out as she hugged him fiercely.John rolled them away to the foot of the bed, as floating through everyone’s bodies like some incorporeal ghost. The wing feather was at least two feet long and her fingers clutched at it tightly as she cooed over it, caressing it and holding it then tightly to her chest. She’d caught that flying bug hard and now her thoughts were only on the skies, not the earth at our feet where nasty icky things might yet be lurking.I could have used a right proper week long vacation at the beach, really any beach, but this one was pure and virginal and suited my maladjusted humors delightfully. The LA beaches are.