So when I dropped it all in a month I was worried. Then there was the appetite, a stronger than usual craving for meat. The last subtle change was my ...ex drive went into overload.Then a week later there was a full blood moon (a red moon) and as you can guess I turned. The next morning the cops found the tenth grade bully torn to shreds.It's been like that ever since, except I now have some conscious choice to my kills. I still have to kill I just choose who or what i kill. Since then I got a. He asked if Marc and I swing. I told him that were just married and beginning the shared wife lifestyle. He asked me if I ever had a black man before. I said no that we didn't know any up in Canada. I brought him back to our table and told Marc and he winked at me that it was Ok and to go for it. We sat and drank and Dave was sitting right beside me and put his hand on my leg and started to caress it and sliding it up my skirt. I parted my legs and he slid up to my pantyless pussy and he rubbed. "I got up and went over to her, my breathing already rapid. I ran my hand through her hair as I said, "So you're ready be my slave?" My cock was so hard that the restraint of my pants was causing me pain."I guess so," she whispered, "I need to get through." She wouldn't look at me, though I put my hand under her chin and tried to pry her head up. I knelt down so that we were eye to eye. Still she tried to look away, as though ashamed."No, Shannon, that won't do. You have to look me in the eye.". “Mein ne tumhari sari stories parhi hain aur bahut achi lagi,” she smiled and winked at me, in the mean time I entered the house and it was aunty Fauzia who opened the door, she welcomed us with a smile.“Annie please send us juice in my bedroom,” I told Fauzia auntie and went in my room, she almost fell on my bed, I sat beside her. She closed her eyes as if she was really tired, I let her relax and went to the washroom to change and get myself easy. When I came out of washroom she was sitting.