Chapter 73
When he reached the end of the block he was on, Anderson paused to get his bearings. Recognizing where he was, he turned right and crossed the street, then kept on going straight until he reached the park where he'd stolen his first kiss. Moira, a pretty little selkie who'd giggled and swatted his arm, then reeled him back in for his first make out session.
Followed shortly thereafter by his first dressing down for inappropriate behavior.
Later he'd snuck out to meet her at the park after dark, and thereafter had followed a whole lot of other firsts.
Including, several months later, an introduction to her second cousin (or something), a handsome dryad. That had led to a threesome, and it wasn't long after that Anderson had admitted he liked inappropriate behavior a great deal and was happy to play with anyone who wanted. What was the point in being tightly bound to earth, and life, if he was going to restrict himself to a small portion of it?