More than once some of the other girls or the store managersat with her at a table at break or after hours helping her with somehomework and without t...e help, she was sure she wouldn't have made it.The tips were nice at the owl-based wing eatery, but she didn't want todo that forever and without a business degree she wouldn't make it inthe professional world. Lauren wasn't aiming for a position like herbrother as a project manager for a major construction company in thecity. She remembered her. No shoes or other clothes will fit her.Taking her keys and phone, Jeannie just walks out of the motel room anddrives straight back to Fortis Beach and to Granny Ingrid's house."Granny can help. I still have a chance. I just need to be me againbefore I see Lisa at noon."Turning into the driveway, Jeannie sees Granny Ingrid on the porch. Shelooks reflective and sad. Getting out in her ridiculous shorts, Jeanniehears Granny yelling, "You! What are you doing here?! Go away. Get outof here. . oh God, what an amazing thing was happening to my cock, it was so hard it should have been painful but somehow that pain was only pleasure and thrusting maleness trying to reach my wife’s core, to fuck it, to cum in it, to claim her like a caveman. I was certainly growling like one! Delia was also breathing very hard, and making noises of raw sexual need and pleasure. Using my expert’s knowledge of my wife’s sounds during sex, she was about 4/5 of the way to what sounded like was going to be. A tall, good-looking man in his early forties with alabaster skin, long black hair and pale green eyes. He wore a black leather outfit, long black boots and a lightweight black cape. He looked quite good, and was dressed in an almost theatrical way. Yet his face was grim and his eyes shone with a cold intelligence. Thanatos’s eyes bore into me and at once I knew him to be a terrible and powerful being. He seemed to scan me. Whatever he discovered seemed to please him, for he smiled. Thanatos.