I couldn't stop thinking about him after that. My body was craving him.After a hectic couple of hours, I finally got my fifteen minute break. I would ...sually go have a smoke outside, or a quick snack followed by a beer in the cooler. I decided to eat a few carrot sticks, then go to the cooler and chill for a few minutes with a cold brew. The door was cracked open and I saw Carlos stacking the shelves with cases of beer. Something came over me, I needed him now."Hey Kim, you want one?" Carlos. But it was never for long and I would be home again, and it didn't happen that often.Kristi occasionally traveled to see some tech company who wanted to donate old equipment to her museum for posterity and a couple of times I got to go too, although sitting around watching a bunch of beards droning on about how some hard drive the size of washing machine used to be worth three quarters of a million dollars, and now you could get earrings with more storage capacity than that, was not my idea of. Our, now my, house had an extra small room that she used as her dressing area and I was determined to throw all her belongings out in the street. I opened the walk-in wardrobe door and couldn't believe the amount of clothes that were in there. Not only clothes but shoes, and hats as well. At the very back were a line of shoe boxes, more shoes I thought but I was wrong, for they were filled with letters, photographs and videos.I sat at her dressing table and took the lid off the first of the. I'd picked up some black-berries, and they would suck the fruit from my fingers. I did this with an apple with a fox-woman, but they would bite my fingers. And I don't mean they'd bite to just hold my fingers in their mouth, I mean they'd bite. They looked human enough, but their teeth were just as sharp as the animal they took after. I almost wanted to wap the top of her head and tell her NO. But despite this slight annoyance, she and the other fox-woman, were absolutely gorgeous. Their legs.