I saw nothing but blood-red now. I could sense body heat, could hear and smell better than I ever recalled in my life ... and now at least, somehow, I...was aware that it was me. I turned and saw that Frankie had changed as well ... into a lovely she-wolf with a pelt of red mixed with gold. We both growled at a Federico who was both scared and furious that two wild animals dared to interfere in his domestic arrangements. Who did these stupid beasts think that they were?Those were his last. They fend off the bothersome types. He’s a regular at Toots Shor’s although you can’t get near him. We each had a beer bought from a vendor bouncing up and down the steps while a Dodger coach swatted long, lazy fungoes out to the outfield. The crowd, mostly men, many of them with boys, scorecards clutched in their hands, filtered slowly into their seats. Over the loudspeakers, Buddy Clark was singing ‘Linda.’ I sipped my beer as we listened to it. Dennis finished his cigarette and snubbed it. I loved it. Looking at Lindseys bald cunt made me want to lick it all over. I asked if that would be ok, she said hell yes Mr Smith. I picked her up, she couldnt have weighed more than 80 lbs. I set her on the couch and got down on my knees, spread those lovely legs and looked at the most beautiful pussy I ever saw. It was completely bald and wet. I lowered my face and started kissing her inner thighs. Loving the smell and taste of her most recent orgasm. She grabbed my head and wrapped her. He said sure anytime. It happened to be lunch time so I went into the yard with him. He opened the driver door and he said to climb up to have a look. It was higher then I thought and wearing a short skirt and heels it was challenge. I got up a few steps and stood on leaning in and having a look, I realized of course that Bob was having a good look up my skirt, I always wore pantyhose but never saw the need to wear panties. Wow sure is nice in here I said. Yes it is he said I looked back at.