And what if I turned into something gross or embarrassing... which I heard happened pretty often. I didn't like the thought of becoming something like...a turkey or a skunk. I also wasn't sure that I liked the idea of being a Were... of being so different from everyone else. It was a scary thought. And then of course, there was the fact that being a Were changed your perspective. It made you see the world in a different way. Like my cousin Darek. He'd changed for the first time several months. "Babe, what exactly are we doing?" she asked."If you trust me, baby girl, then you know I am about to give you a good time," I said as I put the blind fold on her with no more argument.She put the blindfold on and followed without question, as I led her by her hands into my garage, which I remember had been damp due to the notorious northern California rains that had snuck up on us the night before. I started by talking her shirt off, exposing her amazing breasts to me. We wrapped up into a. 2 liter engine. Devon swore by his BMW, but nothing compared to the pure Detroit muscle of this baby. And the car was a chick magnet. He could have pulled many girls, as they wandered to talk to him, admiring his car. But, he was not interested. No woman had been able to capture his interest since he broke up with Tonya. He bought the car right before Tonya left town. They christened the car, stopping off by the side of the road having a wild sex scene. He loved his car, and Devon was right, he. ’ ‘Caaaaaaaaaa,’ ‘Next.’ ‘rooooooooooooo.’ ‘Good, better — next.’ And so it went. We spent about 20 minutes on this and he at times seemed very frustrated with me. For my part I had to work hard not to cry at a couple points. But I worked hard and he seemed to be pleased. Then we came to point two. ‘Now, Abi. I am not sure whether I should blame your teachers or whether you just didn’t do what they told you and they gave up on you. This jaw position is basic and you should already have mastered.