Then, she tilted her head, that insufferable smile still planted on her face. "Wait. No, that's Queen Kyuubi to you, peasant. No prizes for you."Reali...ty seemed to take a hard left as bits and pieces of information began to blend together and clarity arrived.In my time here, I have come to understand what power means to you humans…In my time walking among your kind…'Those weren't metaphors or whatever! It- She!- literally walked among humans!'But his mind came to a grinding halt"The tails." His. "All very 'secret squirrel', Mr Booth." I certainly hadn't made any appointments and found myself hoping, for one brief and glorious moment, it was Steph. This lasted only as long as it took Bernie to say "I put the gentleman in the juniors' office." Bernie wanted to say more but I nodded my acknowledgement and went in to meet my mystery man.He had the sort of face to which it is easy to take an instant dislike. He was about my age with smooth features and slightly over-long hair. The tailoring. Go back to sleep...”I shook my head, but it felt as if everything inside my head was rattling inside and I stopped. I started to feel a bit of nausea. “Where are you going?” I finally asked.Bob smiled at me. It was a smile I knew, and even in my drunken state, I knew that smile. It was his dangerous smile. “You’re going to pay for that tiny penis remark.”“No...” I closed my eyes, wishing the world would stop spinning.I fell back asleep.I’m not sure why that memory came back, completely. "Pastor Davis?" Lamont said."Hey Lamont. How you doin' brotha?" Pastor Davis replied as he fumbled with his fly.Lamont's eyes dropped a little, noticing how Pastor Davis was struggling with his zipper. "I'm good and you." I'm alright young man. I'm alright."Pastor Davis finally got his zipper down and pulled out his dick. Lamont had to stop himself from laughing. He turned the other direction and smirked. He'd gotten a glimpse of Pastor Davis's dick and thought, damn his shit is little.Pastor.