The ride

"Miss? Miss, are you all right?" the driver loudly asked Diane, startling her a little, bringing her back to reality. "You have not said a word since I collected you. Is everything all right?"

She looked up at the window dividing the two of them.

"Sorry, just have a lot on my mind. It is a little overwhelming this place." she answered honestly to the burly man up front. He was right. She had not said a word since he came to pick her up from the park.

"You're not from around here are you?" he asked her.

"No, I am from a completely different place, a place I am happy to be away from."

"Oh. Well, that feeling will soon fade. New York can be overwhelming, but its welcoming."

"How long till we reach the club?"

"Ten minutes, give or take Miss."

"Good."

She leaned back into her seat and resumed probing her new Memories.

She saw herself running through a woodland area with a strange four legged creature. She smelled her mother grilling fresh bacon and eggs. She felt her father comforting her for losing the school soccer game. She saw her mother scolding her for taking money from her purse.

Him. She saw him, her first lover. She was leaning on his shoulder under a oak tree. She was laughing with him as they held each other. They were arguing, crying, apologising.

Kissing. So much kissing. She felt him on her lips. Their tongues swirling within each others mouth. She was undoing his belt. She was pulling down her jeans. They were.....were.....were.

Fucking.

Serleena gasped, gripping the leather seats so gently.

They were fucking. She felt the pain. She felt the endless pleasure. She felt his love for her. She felt herself orgasm, again and again and again. She saw them fucking in her apartment, her mothers house, his car. So many places.

"Wow." she said to herself, blissfully unaware of how loud she was.

"What's got you so excited Miss?" the driver asked, eyes fixed on the road.

"Just admiring this place."

"Trust me, there are better places than West 28th street." he replied whilst laughing to himself a little. "Right, here we are Miss, Mission nightclub is just down the road. You'll be ok walking from here? It's awful to drive cabs down further down, too many parked cars. "

Serleena looked out of the window, so many young men and women walking past, laughing, crying, weaving comically from side to side. So many humans. So much meat.

"Yes, I'll be fine. How much do I owe you?"

"12 bucks Miss."

She pulled out her card and swiped it on the nearby scanner.

"Thank You Miss, you take care."

"You too." she replied as she stepped out the cab onto the sidewalk. She watched him slowly pull away down a side street.

She surveyed her environment. Buildings high and low dominated her view on both sides of the road.

"Looks like a educational centre." she said out loud. "Not a bad place to raid for supplies and technology, will have to come back here at a later time." as she mentally noted down its location.

Suddenly, she was interrupted by a unusual sound, a moan escaping from under her chest. Her stomach. It was crying out for substance.

"I used up so much energy acquiring this body, I could definitely use a snack to keep me going until I find a local member of the population to dine upon." she said out loud.

"There must be something around here to snack upon" eyes scanning down the road, rapidly sniffing the air for anything edible.

Suddenly it hit her. A warm smell. A meaty smell. A greasy smell. The smell of a late night burger van.

"MMMMMM, just what I need."

As she started to head towards it, she was too late to notice a man sneak out from a nearby alley and wrap his hands round her mouth, holding her in place.

"Well well, a doll all alone on a dark night. Just what I need." he whispered in her ear before licking her neck.

"You taste good." he whispered as he pulled her into the alley from where he emerged.