.. growing pains and trade-offs, but on balance, yes, being a demon wolf, which is what we prefer to be called, it’s ... the best life of all. Talk ...bout apex predators? That’s us, babe. It really is! We’re the top of the food chain. We are, not those full-blooded simians called humans.“No more veggie life for anyone who’s turned, if they ever lived it. They’re descended, ultimately, from herbivorous apes. They had to work to become omnivores. We’re a lot more carnivorous by nature. It’s just. Not to mention, you’re smart, a good friend, and a good Samaritan to stupid people who lock themselves out of their apartments.”“Ha! Thank you, Michael. You’re sweet. But sadly it is the way it is.”I looked at her in the candlelight, our eyes meeting for an instant.“If it was me,” I whispered, “and I was single, there’s no way I would ever be able to turn you down.”She smiled, kissed me quickly on the cheek, and then got to her feet.“I’m off to bed, see you in the morning. We’ll have the. So, what’s up, Sis?”“I came from Justin’s. He broke up with me.”“What? Get out! Why the hell would he break up with you?”“He’s an asshole, I don’t know.”“He is an asshole. But what did he say?”“He said he just wasn’t that into it. And that he didn’t think I was into it, either. He’s probably right. I mean, all the guy does is play video games and sleep. If I’m being honest, I was bored most of the time I was with him.”“Well, then it’s good you broke up. Even though he’s a moron to break up with. . But if you come around at about half five in the afternoon when I'm back from school, I can probably afford an hour or two of relaxation before I start..." She finished this sentence with her hand, now between my legs and playing softly with my balls."OK," I said, as if I was going to object to an apparent promise of two hours of sex each night. "How about Friday night though? You won't have any marking to do then will you?" Friday?" she seemed to ponder for a moment, slowly pulling my.