"You think everyone breaking in dresses in ski masks?" I ask, although for the first time I notice what she's wearing and my eyes go a bit wide and a heat flush through me. It's one of the downsides of being what I am, many animals have a very healthy sexual appetite. That and the constant, agonizing pain are the downsides.

Fortunately I'm used to dealing with them.

"Stopping for coffee will slow my rounds significantly," I say, part of me wondering if that's her purpose all along. Breaking the routine. I know it's unlikely, but not impossible. "But why don't you get your keys so you can show me your ID."

I also move in front of her because as deserted as it is out here, her nightgown doesn't hide much.