If everybody could get laid. Maybe you designate one day a week in which everybody can have sex, and nobody gets left out. The ugliest people in the w...rld get to fuck the most beautiful. And everybody gets to fuck the person they most want to fuck. You've heard of Willie Nelson, the country singer?" Of course." He said, 'Ninety-nine percent of the world's lovers are not with their first choice. That's what makes the jukebox play.' Maybe if everybody got to fuck somebody regularly, including. Waiting, right there-” I pointed to Kerri, standing uncomfortably by the couch in the living room. “Her family is loaded. They have tons of money. They could cover ten grand. So… why did she agree to it? Maybe it’s to get back at you,” I paused, looking directly at Kerri’s husband, “But I don’t think those feelings are there for you. She’s not flirting with me to get back at you or to make you jealous or something. This isn’t about you. It’s about her.” I stopped. From the look on Kerri’s. The werewolf Lycaon had evaded her for four years, spreading death and destruction wherever he went. He was an old wolf, sly and wicked, feeding off of the death it spread from town to town. She had no other leads on where the wolf had gone, so after a good night’s rest she was prepared to return to Namina for her next assignment.The road was full of travelers so she was rarely lonely on her two day walk to the merchant city. Other hunters called out a friendly greeting to her when she stopped. We were going wild and suddenly she stopped and said ‘not here’ and she took me by her hand towards her room. What a sight it was to see her, hold my hand and pull me to her room, with her top halfway up showing her midriff and her bra strap sticking out of the top corner of her shoulder and her hair all messed up.As soon as we entered her room I pulled her towards me and closed the door with my feet. I started kissing her again and this time, I was biting her lips and started removing her top,.