Her eyes were wide open in terror, peering into the darkness of night. She no longer had her usual human form, surprising him since he didn’t know ...hey could change their physicality the way she’d done. Her arms and legs were twice their normal size, filled with muscle. Her fingernails and toenails were twice their normal size as were her fangs — protruding menacingly below her lower lip. He was scared in the knowledge he could never compete with such a creature, if she were to turn on him. I could see in his eyes he would have offered help if he could, but none could touch me while I was in communion.I had fallen off the chair, crumpled in the corner in a pool of my own piss and excrement."Love me." I whispered. The Second Man nodded and approached the bed.I could feel her ghost shift. She was rootless now that I had experienced--and accepted the burden of her death. She was a blank slate, ready for her final experience. Like all dead, she gravitated towards her once mortal. But in reality she is my lover. Roxi is a beautiful 25 year old woman. She has a thick body with nice 42dd breast. She has light brown skin, brown eyes, and long dark brown hair. She is 5’8 with a tongue ring and very soft beautiful skin. Tonight she was looking rather beautiful. She wore a bright pink fall off the shoulder dress with her hair tied up into a long single braid with a purple ribbon. She sits next to me smiling. “How have you been?” she asks as she takes a quick shot of vodka. . "Ok I will try to do just that. They are no fun anyway."I got up to go and get more coffee, "would you like some more coffee?" I asked."Oh I am sorry; I will get some for you." She said and started to rise."No that is fine, I am not an invalid, I can and do get coffee for my self and anyone else that needs some, now would you like some more?" Yes please, just black." She said.I went to the coffee pot and poured two more coffee, when I got back there was another woman standing there talking to.