"Me, too," said Mom."You can't let anyone have it. Don't let anyone touch it. Don't even let anyone know I have it. It's best that no one knows I rece...ved a package." Sure, hon," said Mom. "Why don't we put it somewhere safer then?"My pink spray ended up hidden behind tall cereal boxes in the kitchen cabinets. It wasn't perfectly safe, but it wasn't where someone could easily spot it. The visitor had made me uneasy. I wished there was some place even better to keep my spray, but at least the. She had never had her nails painted before and it was unique and new experience for her. After combing her tail the mistress told Jennifer to put her hands on the back of the bench that she had had her feet on. The mistress trimmed her nails and filed them smooth. Then a coat of paint was applied to them too. The soft pink paint contrasted slightly with Jennifer’s dark skin but looked good. She was very proud. Apparently her smile didn’t go unnoticed by the mistress. ‘You seem to approve of. ‘Fuck him.’ Tim smiled. He wasn’t smiling three hours later, though, when he got to his apartment after shift. It was almost twelve-thirty in the morning, the streets quiet and the sky dark with clouds. He stepped from his car and, over the sound of the wind, heard whimpering from the entryway of the small apartment building. Tim strode to the entryway, trying to make out the shape huddled on the cold cement, shivering and weeping softly. ‘Jenny?’ he said. ‘It ain’t Jenny, you fuckin’. 'I'm sorry ... I didn't mean to... 'Hunching down, she looked around, feeling guilty as she searched for other creatures like the one she'd just flamed. There was a wide river nearby, with long cattails and plants growing along the bank, as well as dozens of darting insects.'A big, giant dragonfly – that's all it was... 'She tried to remember her studies of ancient Earth, and could remember only her disinterest and boredom with the subject. But, way back in prehistoric times, there were giant.