"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, only barely stunned at the fact that I could still talk. A quick look revealed that even though I had that blue tail, from t...e waist up I seemed to be completely human. Except of course for the fact that I happened to be a GIRL human. And quite a shapely one from the little I could see. Then I caught sight of my hair, which now spilled down, around my shoulders. It was blue. Dark blue. "Holy Shit," I repeated again, feeling completely confused. Finally, I looked over. He was the most attractive trucker that any one had ever laid eyes on. We ate and talked and once we had finished and cleared the table, he told me how much he missed me as a firm smack landed on my barely covered ass. He got a strong grip on my hair and pulled me back over to the table and pushed me onto it. He came up by my head and I saw that he had already dropped his pants, revealing a sturdy eight inch cock that was desperate for attention. Without a word, he pushed it past my lips and. This matter has nothing to do with me. I’m not saving you this time.’ The finality in her voice startled them both. ‘What about your men? I don’t exactly have a reputation for throwing tea parties. You wouldn’t save them from a fate they will most likely be given for coming after me?’ Andrew countered. Leah smirked disgustedly at his arrogance. ‘They took the job with full knowledge of its risks. They’re grown-ups, they made their own decisions.’ ‘So Saint Leah washes her hands of the entire. How could I explain the colour red to a blind person or the sensation of touch to someone born without hands? I suppose the nearest I could describe it would be what you would call heaven, though I must be quick to assure you that there is no heaven as religious people believe it. The same as my entity, the nearest you could come to understand what it is would be to call it my 'spirit' then again, there are no spirits as these religious people believe them to be." There is a god though, isn't.