The hair on my body was becoming thicker and longer. My face stretched, the nose getting wider.As I ran my thoughts began to clear. I liked to let the...beast take control when needed. The feeling of raw power in my body, the speed, the adrenaline was better than any drug. At times I had lost control of it in the city. Bad things had happened, not that I minded what the beast did. I enjoyed that too, but I just didn't want to get caught. A beast rampaging through the city would be hunted and. How long did it take you to find a haircutter that you liked? One that knew your preferences, but was open to new ideas that you brought. One that was dependable, close to home and, above all, one that you were compatible with. When my wife and I moved into our new neighborhood, I went to about six of them. I wasn’t thrilled by any of them. In the meantime, my wife had an even harder time! She still hasn’t found a stylist she can depend on. Every one of them has let her down over the various. He spent several minutes gazing at her. It had been far too long since he had last spent time admiring her. He would be a fool to lose her, he realised. Deep inside he knew he had to stop gambling and womanising or he would lose her. Despite all he had done he knew he couldn't live without her.Carefully, so as not to wake her, he slid out of bed. He still had on the corset from the previous night. As he removed it he remembered how much fun he'd had in drag the night before. Where had Alison. Have you ever heard of Jim Wingate? He is going to write a new book set in our town."Tom was pushing his luck, but his time was coming. I looked him in the eye. "No, I haven't." I kept on moving.This made Tom mad. "Rob, you come back here." Tom turned to Jim and said, "Rob is new in town. He is kind of unsociable for a man that owns a business. It makes you wonder how long he will stay in business the way he acts." Then Tom stated, "Rob doesn't talk much and I like it that way. His wife doesn't.