The old lady at the counter gave me a funny look as she rung up the twelve pack and a bag of ice, it was only a little after eight in the morning. I s...ot her back a look that said to mind her own fucking business and paid for my shit. If I'd wanted to be judged I would have stayed home."Where to", I asked as I got back into the cab after filling the cooler. "I know a spot."I followed her directions to a barely discernible trail off a remote dirt road on the outskirts of town. The trail led to a. Looking down at the backof my left hand, I couldn't help but giggle over the thought of seeingSean's size 13 wedding band on my barely size 7 ring finger.Sean chuckled, "You're doing it you know." What?" Looking at the back of your hand, arm extended, fingers spread... aclassic female gesture." ...And?" I huffed, slightly annoyed that he found my actions funny. "IAM a girl, right? What's so funny about it?" Oh calm down. I'm just marveling at all the little details I've packedinto you. At the. He wouldn't believe me. I've never known people to be able to do it — demons do it to each other."Despite the pain, Gabriel listened, knowing it for the truth. He'd sought out explanations for everything — some variant of Stockholm syndrome for the awe in which she held her father, genetic experimentation and exotic military experiments involving drug therapies. Even Camael's amulet, still warm against his chest, was supposedly some high-tech jamming device.And some of that was actually part of. Not satisfied with that she reached for the middle of her back and slowly pulled at the string of her bikini top until it was completely loose and both sides of her top lay open at her sides. Now she lay in front of Deshawn completely topless but on her belly. The curve of her breasts was visible from the sides but the ground protected her modesty. Deshawn gaped at her body from behind his incredulous gaze traveling from where he knelt at her shapely, toned thighs, over her tiny leopard skin.