” He laughed and produced a joint from his shirt pocket. "I still got this left. Do you want to go outside and get some air?" Sure, why not?” I fi...ished my beer and set the empty on the table. "It's too loud to think in here anyway."I followed him to the parking lot and lit a cigarette as much to cover the odor of the weed as anything else. Then I handed him my lighter and watched as he lit the pungent herb.“So, Mike, are you from around here or what?" No, I have an apartment in Boyle Heights,. There he in fact discovered that six more enemies, most likely, were waiting for him.Suddenly."Told you, boss".The group of fifteen caught up, becoming with those who waited a group of twenty one. All the beasts looked humanoid with vicious canine heads."My sense of smell is the best in our unit, boss. Known as the thousand odors snout! With a sniff I could tell that this is just a human boy wearing a Two Headed Beaver fur coat!" One juvenile canine boasted."Freaking pup", the one the juvenile. More of her candy scent, mixed with a sour pungency. Not exactly unpleasant, but it’s finally something that brings this perfect little saint down to earth a bit. I rub and breathe deeply, relishing the lewd smell. Something I’m sure no one has ever experienced. Taylor would never allow something so sinful. My tongue lashes out at the fabric, wetting it as I groan and thrash my face around wildly in her crotch. But her stupid thighs keep wiggling and struggling. Her knees hit at my chest.. That happened about 5 weeks after I had put my plan into operation. I came down to breakfast one morning after the others had left, and saw Mum in the kitchen wearing a T-shirt and tight denim shorts. I wished her good morning and then let out a wolf whistle. Mum turned around as I was eyeing her lovely long legs up and down. I told her they were the best legs I had ever seen and that all of the girls my age would sell their souls to have a pair that shapely. Due to the daily compliments I had.