‘It’s not all bad being a slave.’ She corkscrewed, then leveled out. Turning her massive head to look at the slave, she winked. Drake stared as ...the huge head curved to look at him. ‘So I’m actually just an inflight meal?’ He thought. He gazed at the huge silver eye, then blinked as it snicked close, winking at him. A rough hum filled the air, and Drake realized she was laughing. She flew for a few more minutes, before circling down. She swooped down in front of her massive mansion, wings. He never took the hint. I would ‘accidentally’ run into him around town and he was always nice and polite. We had fun with his friends, but he never caught on. Sometimes I grew angry and would complain to my mother. She always told me that if I wanted him that I should do something about it. The women in my family had always known how to get men to do want we wanted them too. I had even used these skills once or twice in high school. I always got tired of having them follow me like love struck. It was so cold, I could feel chilling needles poking around inside my toes. My jacket was ripped and loose, and I was at the breaking point... That is, until Laura told all of us to huddle together to keep the heat going. It was nice. With her arm wrapped around my neck, and with my hand in her pockets, I felt as if I could just fall asleep on her shoulder. For some reason, I don't remember anything else, that is until I was awoken to a strange noise. I slowly opened my eyes to see Steve. I was already going down the hill in the small forest to the road when I heard them all make it over. They were asking each other if they saw me, but I was walking in the darkness diagonally so that they couldn’t see or hear me. I didn’t want to go onto the street until I got farther down, because they might be able to see me in the streetlights if I did. They seemed to all think I was hiding in the forest near our backyard. I didn’t know where else to go, so I headed towards Paul’s house. .