Pollock didn't seem to be in a very good mood when he came in, especially considering how much liquor he had obviously consumed. He paid Shannon, thou...h, and accepted Steve's offer to drive her home. Steve would have worried with Mr. Pollock at the wheel. Steve thought about the Kleenex again on the short drive, but there wasn't really anywhere to park. Shannon stopped him a block from her house to give him a big kiss. He dropped her off at her door, drove home, marked the mileage and gas. "Really great."Nicole took the bills, uncertain what to do with them."I mean it," Marita said. "I think that was the best ever. You were worth five hundred, and more. Listen, is there a number where we can get in touch with you? Leon and I are in town three or four times a year. We'd love to see you again."Nicole stared.Marita laughed."Oh, don't you get it?" she asked, taking Nicole's hand. "Leon's my husband. We like to play games. One of our favorites is two whores on a john. I mean, I'm not. No human, no matter how powerful, was able to infiltrate his mind, while in wolf mode. He looked at the red head standing over a small woman, who was crying softly. “You know I am talking of you,” Lily's soft voice whispered in his head, “Only you can ease her suffering, Jacob.” Confused, he didn't know what to do. He felt a magnetic pull to these women. The red head was beautiful, but it was the woman with the waist length, dark brown hair that interested the animal in him. The need to claim. As my daughter’s grandparents arrive, I bring her downstairs to their car to say my hellos and goodbyes and head back to the apartment. He’s finally out the bed and looking for something to wear. I sit on the bed and watch him get dressed. I fantasize about him dominating me, his strength overpowering my slim, petite body, and he’s fucking me until I can’t take it anymore. No man has ever made me feel this way. My desire and lust for him grows deeper and deeper. I imagine myself sucking his.