While you were trying to answer, the owner of the cock currently plugging you put her hand over your mouth and shouted back."Why don't you come keep h...m company?"You weren't sure which was worse: a) the fact that it came across that you were doing this voluntarily when that was definitely not the case; or b) the fact that someone (you were specifically thinking about your gay friend Grant who was standing at the back of the group with a look that made you worried) could join you!Her shout. What the fuck. Alright, alright. Stay with me Shey, Ive got you Lass. Phoenix shed his trench coat and winced at the pain in his arm, losing more blood. Pulling a clear box from one of his cargo pockets in his pants he opened it pulling out a syringe gun and three vials. One clear, one with a green liquid. I figured that theyd do this… Phoenix took the gun and stuck a clear vial in it and stabbed it into his leg wincing and pulling the trigger, the plunger pulling out, his red blood filling it.. I kept sorting clothes as he asked me what was for breakfast. "I don't know, Josh. Everyone else has eaten. What do you want."?As I finished the question, he came into the laundry room. All he had on was a swimsuit. He often had a quick breakfast and then went out to swim in the mornings. "Hey, where is everyone else?" he asked with a smile."You dad and grandparents are out back looking at the new patio and like I said, Amy is still asleep. Did you sleep well?" Like a baby," he responded, "we. ." I smiled at the word. "Our old songs speak of those. There are many about mermaids finding a fisherman and fisherwife to wed. Husband and wife." My cheeks grew even warmer as I stared at the humans."You don't have husbands? There's only one merman?" Kolin frowned."Yes. We're all his merwives. Most of the time, he ignores us. Only the young ones attract his interest." I looked down. I didn't like it. I wanted to be loved like in the songs.Kolin's hand touched mine. I shuddered as a tingle ran.