To say I was nervous would be an understatement. My body shook as I punched in each number. As the phone rang I wanted to hang-up, but my desire kept ...e on the line. After what seemed to be an infinite number of rings a man’s voice popped up on the other end.“Hello,” he said.“Is this High End Girls?” I asked with a slight stutter.“Yes,” he said.“I was wondering if Elsa Marie might be available?” I asked.“Have you seen any of the girls before?” He asked.“No,” I replied.“Do you have any. In high school she's not popular but normal and well liked. She plays trumpet in the concert band and the marching band. She's quite talented.Anyway Christie had recently gotten her learners permit. She was so excited and ready to drive. She had a need for speed feeling. As normal protocol goes, both her parents took time to let her drive about 4 or 5 times a week. Christie loved every second of it and was improving tremendously. This particular day Christie and her parents were sitting in the. I would make love to this beautiful creature.It was such an awe-inspiring and almost terrifying prospect. I wanted this to be perfect. I wanted Sharron to enjoy herself. Yes, I had fucked in some high-pressure situations. There was my time on the Japanese game show, the presidential debates six years ago, my fucking contest with the “president” of Slovenia. It all felt so... superfluous compared to this moment.Unimportant.I took a deep breath and reminded myself that I knew how to make a woman. Eventually the cat was gone, and in its place was a dazed, huddled, naked man, his body still racked with the pain of the transformation. Of course, it was Rupin. *** Another log on the fire. His face glowed in the flames. She sat at his feet like a dutiful daughter, listening. It was seven years ago, he said. I was young. Thoughtless. I spurned lovers without a care. One of them decided to teach me a lesson. He shifted in his seat. A curse, naturally: that I would take the form of a beast.