She did so. My eyes devoured her beautiful figure stretched upon the snowy sheet, rosy with fire and glowing in the light of the rose-shaded lamp. I t...rned her over and lie upon her face, then assume different positions as I admired the beautiful lines of her feminine beauty, my hands playing about her lovely limbs and breasts. My tool was becoming stiff and hard, my breath came in gasps, and I was once more in a frenzy of desire.Reaching out, I took the girl's hand and carried it to my burning. Another cigarette later, she knew one sure way to get that attitude adjustment.Making sure the parking area was clear, she leaned the seat back, raising her apron and unzipping her black dress pants, she touched the soft place between her legs. Keeping a watch through the extra dark tint windows of the truck, she imagined her boss, a punk kid with a power trip walking up to her window and finding her fucking herself. The thought amused her for a few minutes until she began to feel the benefits. She was born with the mutant ability to mimic lycanthropy, She could change from a petite, sweet looking young girl, to a full grown DireWolf; in between she could turn into a Wolf Hybrid Girl; strong, fast and resilient, God's Gift; but in her eyes it was the Devil's gift and she was a sinner. The Nuns at Sacred Suffering knew that Rahne was different because of the number of nipples she was born with. At first the nuns thought they were just moles or skin tags, but the symmetry of their. So when Paul, who Marie had beentalking to each other on AOL and the phone for overa year, told her he would be heading up to Connecticutand passing through Washington, it was decided shewould meet him for dinner. Although she had never metPaul, Marie felt very comfortable meeting him alonebecause of their prior conversations. The day of the dinner Paul called from his carphone and confirmed that he was on the road and wouldmeet her at Harry’s around 6:00. That was one ofMarie’s.