"Pledge week, huh?" laughed Charlie. "Who's your pledge?" We got the prize this year," said one of the guys who wassettling down on the floor in front...of the TV. "We got Tysonthe hot freshman running back to pledge." With that, thegroup locked in on the TV game and Charlie left.But Charlie didn't leave.not right then. As he walked to hisJeep, he began to think of the hot stud in the shed. Hestashed his bag under a bush and crept around the side ofthe house. Everything was quiet. He looked in. Hell, evenif my hands were free and I could change he was definitely stronger thanI was and had decades more combat experience than I did. We were doneand both he and I knew it."Say goodbye to your omega," he told me in wolfspeak that only I couldunderstand before leaping at Henry with his jaws snapping at his throat.That was when Death paid us a visit.At first it was just a black shape that blasted through the living roomwindow, slamming into Grandpa hard enough to send him flying across. It was a very, very pleasant experience! Unfortunately, over the years, like so many other couples I read about, our lovemaking has waned and has become routine and predictable.At our wedding reception, we had a funny incident. The best man asked all the women in the room to stand up that John had asked on a date; All three bridesmaids, four of my cousins, my mother and two of John's male friends stood up. When he asked all those who had actually been on a date with John to remain standing,. Cassy crossed her arms under her full bust and said, "Undress me,Miles." She frowned. "Wait. I can't call you Miles. Not with youlooking like that. Which you're going to be all of the time aroundhere. So..." Her eyebrows drew in toward each other as she thought."I know. I'll call you Miley. Undress me... Miley." She chuckled ather cleverness.With absolute respect and more than a little humility, I unzipped herdress in back and helped her out of it. She had on some of thatstunning.