Main character is nineteen years of age).Should story progress to need more characters, story will be edited to accomodate,___________________________..._______________[Line Break]_______________________________________Your name is John Doe, and your a werewolf.No, not some mangy mutt who hides out in a secret pack in the forest like savages, you have cities and structures, other people-hybrids. No one knew how it happened. Like a fairy tale, that once upon a time people got animal features; a. “Now, you just have to take care of the guys and you can go free.”“No!” she shook her head. “You said just you!”“No!” I shouted. “No more! Let her go!”Then the huge black man addressed to his mates:“Do what you want to her and let them go. Fifteen minutes, no more.”He opened the door and left, closing the door behind him. The taller of the two young men turned to Anita, still on her knees sobbing. He brought out a semi erect penis which he tapped lightly on my wife`s cheek as his friend moved. ‘He died some years ago. I lived for a while with Pete, Nick’s Dad, and I felt like he was my second Dad. He died last year. I think maybe I should warn you… if you accept you probably will become Daddy to Jennifer, Janice, Karen and Donna too.’ ‘I accept.’ The somber tone of the evening had lightened and we went for a walk together after finishing dinner. Early the next morning we met together and walked the three blocks to the Church for Martha’s hearing. When we arrived James, Albert and. I couldn’t figure out how and what she was doing to elicit these intense feelings from me, but my mind just floated.Actually, we were floating. We had moved upward through the hospital and then everything turned white as she continued to pleasure me. We had moved to a horizontal position with her under me, holding me, activating sensations which were moving me toward some sort of climax.“Feels real good, doesn’t it,” was her rhetorical question. She could tell just what I was feeling so I knew.