Alyssa (Tails of Romance)

So this is what happens when your family never leaves the bayou...

I am totally lost... mutters at the steering wheel. I've been driving through the Louisiana bayou on an increasingly sketchy road for over an hour when, at last, a tiny gas station and store emerges from the cypress trees ahead FINALLY! A gas station! Now I can get directions out of here. pulls over and heads inside the convenience store passed the two obviously junk cars and the airboat parked in the handicap space. A single wide trailer behind the store clearly belongs to the owner, but seems to be in the process of being reclaimed by the swamp, buried up to the frame in soft clay. Opening the door, I walk to the counter where I see a long string dangling from a hole in the ceiling, ending in a paper sign that says "pull fer serviss". Pulling the string lets out a loud blast from a disposable airhorn somewhere in the rafters and moments later, you're rewarded by the sound of a screen door slamming and a young woman yelling as she hustles through the back door of the store to greet you, ponytail flying like a penant behind her. But... is that a... tail?

I'm comin! I hurry in to the store, careful not to slam the door on my tail again, and find a rather attractive person standing at the counter. Their eyes are as usual drawn immediately to the tail. What? You look like you ain't never seen a girl with a gator tail before. huffs why don'tcha take a picture? It'll last longer.