When he had invited us to his party she had mentioned she was glad he would meet me, as she thought I would like him. He asked why and she said, "He l...kes guys with your personality, I think you'll get along great," with a coy smile and giggle.When we arrived the party was in full swing, he answered the door and my curiosity got the best of me. I glanced down at his crotch quickly and indeed my girlfriend had not exaggerated. Even in his somewhat loose tailored pants, a huge bulge was easily. Moreimportantly, she would have a man in a position of power who needed herway more than she needed him.Despite these reassurances, her nerves were piqued. Perhaps that's naturalwhen one is about to do something so out of character; so completelydifferent than everything they've done for the last fifteen years. She hadgotten along fine with Father Francis since he joined St. Michael'sseveral years ago, but in that time she had noticed things about him thatdidn't add up. She had seen below the. Could only hear the sweet sound … She appeared happy and feeling relaxed. She was wearing a sari and appeared fresh… probably had a bath I guess.While I was done drinking my coffee, I was not done observing her. She looked very relaxed and the innocence on her face really caught me. She was all composed, happy, pleasant and very lovely. I couldn’t stop looking at her while I still held my empty coffee cup in my hand. While my body was facing away towards the open space, my head and body was. That was when John caught a glimpse of the giant beast flying, or perhaps gliding down from above them. Its body was scaly but sleek with fins instead of legs, and an additional pair of thick, wide flap-like ‘wings’ extending from the top of what would the thing’s shoulders all the way back to where its long, shark-like tail sprouted. It looked to John like a dragon mated with a manta-ray. A cluster of heads, each one set at the end of a differing-length neck darted about seeking targets. Those.