As for Robert, he would always have a short militaryhairstyle. She was now an army wife, a position she never could haveimagined for herself.Eve stepp...d out of the shower, clumsily wrapped a towel around herwaist and breasts, and then a second towel for her hair. She exited thebathroom and entered the living room. She no longer had to worry aboutbeing awkward in front of Robert. However, Robert wasn't in the livingroom.Rex perked up as he saw her. Eve froze at seeing the dog. In a way, shewas. Her ass-crack even got frothy.Her shitter popped and squished lewdly as her plunging digit disappeared again and again. It seemed as if she were turning her asshole inside out. She wondered if Larry was getting a good look at her pink shitter. No doubt, he was.She could have fucked herself all night. Warm blissful heat swept through her guts and made her whole body tingle. Her shit-hole throbbed from the intense friction, but it was a pleasant throbbing. She licked her lips and pumped her. Fiona did not.Before Damien had a chance to say anything to the staring werewolf, Caleb jumped back at the sight of Athalia. Athalia was fucking freaky as shit, and Eric stepped back as well. He knew what she looked like when transformed, but nothing could prepare him for the sight of her obsidian skeleton body, its skeleton wings, its size, or the fact it was missing everything below the spine.“Holy shit,” Caleb whispered.Fiona, or Vrall or whatever, chuckled, and Athalia hissed, and moved. I remember Dan last summer when I first met him, how he seemed puzzled over me meeting him at the pool and wanting to talk to him about everything. Now he IS everything.We filled two travel mugs with park coffee and got in the truck and started a journey into a new phase of life.Dan's driving, naturally. Fourteen year old girls can't drive. Not that I would today anyway, towing thirty-something feet of trailer behind us. But that gives me time to catch up on phone calls. A few minutes were.