”“Heh,” he said.“Yes,” she said. “Heh.”The closer it got to Saturday, the more nervous Zack got. He finally realized Thursday night that...there just wasn’t any time left. He just had to tell his dad.That night, as they ate two TV dinners in front of the TV, he finally started the ball rolling.“Dad,” he said. “Hit the mute.”His dad did, and then waited.“Dad,” Zack said, summoning up his courage. “I gotta tell you something. I think you deserve to know. I respect you that much.” Butter him up. She'd dispensed with her jeans, leaving the jersey pulling double duty as both dress and shirt. Lucia stopped dead center, jammed her hands on her hips, then, head turned over her right shoulder, prowled counterclockwise, extending one lean leg and foot catlike in front of the other. Her eyes, sharpened into sultry gemstones with black mascara and liner, cut laser-like from person to person. Either she'd done this before, or she'd swallowed her pride to give nothing to Danielle. Or maybe. She could sense Cameron through the bond. The bond would only last another day or so until he changed enough to assume his half wolf form. He wouldn't even be aware of it, but she was. He had just finished exercising or something and seemed pleased with himself about something. She mostly just got impressions, moods, and emotions, nothing specific. Earlier in the morning, he was confused, then embarrassed. If he wasn't stupid, he knew something was up by now. His new abilities should be. Swiftly, Whitey grabs my hair and pulls it roughly, causing me to follow him from the wall to the sofa in the dark corner. He sits and drapes me over his lap. I cry out as he slaps my ass again for now I am in a position of vulnerability and humility, my stomach against his thighs with my ass in the air and my face by his ankles. I hold onto his leg as he brings his hand down much harder on my sensitive cheeks, my cries of pain and pleasure echoing around the room. "Alice will not be bad again,.