I prowl to them from downwind, stealthy and quick in the darkness. And then, when I am almost on top of it…”He let the silence draw out. “Yes?�... said Rose, on tenterhooks.“I dance,” whispered The Beast with extraordinary intensity.“You dance?” she asked, puzzled “Yes, for you see there is nothing a deer finds so irresistible as a seven-foot black-furred beast man dancing solo in the starlight. After I’ve shown them my skill they are only too happy to follow me home and be made into pies.”Rose. John could already feel himself getting hard under the covers. As if reading Johns mind, Rose did a twirl sliding the tray onto the end table and at the same time pulling the covers off of johns naked body, exposing his hard meat. Rose stood with her hands on her hips and that smile on her face looking pleased with her work. John was in shock at how fast Rose moved. Looked at him and winked now you cant eat like that. Then she turned and sat on the side of the bed and grabbed the syrup of the. Gabe felt a surge of unprofessional rage well inside of him. Murder was dirty; it was a cheap thrill for a sick mind. Crimes of passion were more easily understood, rage could affect anyone. But a serial killer was like a sick dog. He killed for the thrill, for the joy, for the pleasure that he derived from someone else's pain.And a man who would take a young woman away from her family for no other reason than his own personal perversions was the worse. That's what they were up against. Tears welled in my eyes and we were both swallowing hard. I walked around the center island and took her hand. She wilted toward me. Her body was quivering. “I’m sorry,” I whispered in her ear. Her hair tickled my nose and I remembered the aroma. “No one will know. No one.” “You don’t understand. It’s more than someone finding out. What if I were to become pregnant? People would find out then, wouldn’t they? I would go to jail for what I did.” Her body vibrated against mine. I had to admit that.