I didn't get fired that day nor any other day but then again would it matter? Personally I don't like being the head of W&P. Before the comet almost wiped the world out I was a professor teaching English in New York and I loved it. You might be asking yourself, why the change in profession? Well, for one people are more concerned with surviving then reading and another I grew up with politics on both sides of my family. So in short somebody's got to do it.

Today I was feeling fidgety as they bought a young girl with stringy brown hair and glasses in. As always the crime was stealing water and she had to make a choice and so on. It's all great for someone to either squirm in fear in my presence or to rebel and torture them to submit but right now there was something else in mind. There's a note in my pocket where my hand is, it reads: Once you get off work we need to talk.

We need to talk, what does that mean? For now it can mean anything but the one I'm thinking of isn't so positive. "Please I didn't mean to steal! I'll do anything you want! Just don't hurt me!" she pleads, usually I'll be as sadistic as I can but right now I was not in the mood.

"Fine, what are you good at?" I asked, the girl looked up at me puzzled. I was getting impatient. "I said what are you good at?"

"I-I know how to f-f-fix aircraft and-"

"Fine, you start work tomorrow with our first jet. Now take her to her new living quarters," I said hastily, I saw one of the soldiers wanting to say something but kept his mouth shut. Once they were gone I immediately went home. On my way there I was thinking about the note, we need to talk. The last time I heard that simple sentence it was 30 years ago with a girl I wanted to marry only to find out she was raped and she was dying from a mutated form of HIV. She died a month later.

I found her in the water of the Lotus Garden. She looked very relaxed with both her arms stretched out on the walkway as if she was at a pool. It was the very opposite of what I was feeling right now. "Bea," I said keeping myself calm as possible. She turns to me and smiles, "Hey Jude, you want to come and join me?" I was about to say no until I saw her upper half rise a bit. Beatrice was wearing a blue button up shirt that clang to her body like paint. I knew what was underneath but that didn't stop me from wanting to find out.

"You wanted to talk to me," I said while stripping all the way to my underwear, she never took her eyes off me as I did it. "Yep, I do," she said once I go into the water, she put her arm around my shoulder. "Jude, I'm going to be leaving tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? For what?" I asked even though I knew what she meant. She needed to go on her quest yet it was so soon.

"You know why I'm going. I've found were the Wolves are," she said kissing me, she was meaning The Wolves of Calla.

"How?"

"The same way I've found the others, by using a tracker. It's located North of us and it can take about a month if I take my RV and another to get back." It was two straight months without her. I might not know her very well but the thought of being alone for that long was unbearable. True she tortured me by forcing me into celibacy for a month but at least I had someone there. I've been alone for a very long time and besides being my lover she was the only friend that I've had.

I've tried everything in my power to either make her stay or to find better travel like a jet yet she solid as a rock. "Why the fuss, Jude?" she asked wrapping her arms around me, her tail brushing against my leg. I wrapped my arms around her waist and said, "I don't want you to leave me, that's why I'm a little….you know."

"Yeah, I know and this is the part I needed to let you know. You're coming with me regardless."

"I am?" I asked both surprised and excited at the same time then….there was work. "But how am I…"

"Just tell them you're on vacation for two months."

"What if it's longer then two months?"

"Then someone's going to take your place," she said plainly, I was about to protest when she put her finger to my lips telling me to be quiet. She leans closer to me in almost kissing distance. "Would it matter, Jude?" asked Beatrice, kissing my lips. "After all I'm going to be here longer then W&P. Since you are my slave you will live as long as I live and I can live for a very long time."

"For how-" I was silenced as she bit down on my neck, catching me off guard. The bite only lasted a second it was a very painful yet pleasurable feeling. She kissed the area where she'd bitten then proceeded to go downward.

"How old do you think I am?" she whispers against my skin.

"20…maybe 21," I answered, my body shuddered as her tongue licked my nipple.

"Aww, so nice of you to think of me so young," she responded by biting the nipple causing me to gasp. It was more unexpected, painful, and oddly arousing then the neck. She did the same thing to the other, "Oh Bea," I gasped bucking my hips slightly against her. I don't know if she had an opening in her mermaid form or not but the way Beatrice was going my body I can stick to the one I know.

Before she went under to give my little friend a kiss she gave me her true age, "I'm 42, if you wanted to know," she informed then disappeared under water. I wanted to respond but once I felt her lips around my member I let it go. 42 I thought to myself, Beatrice was 10 years younger then I was and she looked pretty good for her age (well of course she's a mystical creature, they usually live a long time). I have so many questions about her but for now I'm going to enjoy myself in the Lotus Garden.