Gisela was a mermaid! And oddly that was when Kevin finally recognized her as a women he'd met at a marine biology conference a few years ago. She'd had her hair pinned up then and seemed much more businesslike. But she'd seemed passionate about the ocean. This evening her hair had been down and her manner so much more relaxed. She'd also called herself by a different name then - Ella or Isabella (his hazy mind couldn't remember which).
"So what are you waiting for?" she asked. "You said you always fantasized about meeting a mermaid."
It had been late on the night at the end of the conference. Several biologists had retired to a bar for drinks and conversation. Eventually everyone had called it a night except Kevin and Gisela. Somehow the conversation had drifted onto mythological creatures of the sea and Kevin had acknowledged the draw of mermaids. He'd never seen Gisela after that conference. But now here she was in the flesh. Tantalizing flesh, complete with a fishtail.
Kevin quickly removed his clothes and climbed into the hot tub. Gisela rubbed her tail against him. Still amazed what was happening, he ran his hand down her tail. It felt like sleek fish scales. His touch seemed to send a tingle down Gisela's spine.
"How is this possible?"