As her and hi were talking Mark came out in his underware and shirt. My mom proceed to say good morning like her and I conversation didn't exist. She ...hen blurted out so Mark you fucked my daughter last night did you enjoy taking her virginity from her. Mark looked at me then looked at my mom and said no it just happened. She then said so where did you release your baby making seed he said inside of her. Mom then said what if she is pregnant now he said he would step up and be a father. Mark. Fortunately, she remembered it only as one remembers a dream, faintly and not for long. As usual with these cases Claire had trouble convincing her that she had even been a werewolf, though at Claire's prompting she was able to recount the deep bite she had received from a "large wild animal" a year and a half prior. It put her in the hospital, though the wound had healed remarkably quickly and didn't even leave a permanent scar. Typical shape-shifting gene behavior. She would be on her way. Still, I had more desire for her than any other girl in my high school senior class. The desire was not to love her but, rather, to have sex with her. I suppose that's not an uncommon feeling for a high school boy to have. The desire was strong enough to overcome the fear of rejection. The time was running out because graduation was getting closer. I finally mustered the courage to talk to her. I realized my conversation skills were pathetic so I decided to just simply tell her how I felt. I was confused and a little frightened. I later found out that they were feeding us drinks mixed with ancient aphrodisiacs. But never mind about that, after I got home, horny must have stowed away in my bag because it came home with me. When I got home, I woke up horny. I went to bed horny. I ate breakfast, lunch and dinner horny. The sun was brighter, the birds chirped louder and I suddenly noticed all the nice butts, biceps, beards and mustaches framing luscious lips, deep voices, big hands.