"Do you like that?" - I murmur to you. You don't even care to say a word. You simply moan.I keep kissing you. You close your eyes and you inhale my sc...nt. I slid my hand down to the back of your spine. We start taking of your black top and your satiny bra. I take a deep breath of your scent. I like it. I cupped your breasts in my hands and I squeezed them.You take off my white shirt, exposing my chest and stomach, while I kiss your throat.I pause for a moment and I ask you - "Are we really. Wouldn’t that constitute a conflict of interest? Asking for assistance from the person who was taking away my rights seemed problematic to me! Plus, wasn’t there something about a wife testifying against her husband? But this inane divagation was interrupted when she playfully slapped me – I assume it was because the lawyer we use when we need to be represented by council is young and quite hot – unlocked the handcuffs, flipped me over on my back, and pulled down my pants. Almost as soon as she. His mouth smashed against mine and his tongue forced its way in my mouth. When he pulled back I saw a glint in his eyes that I had never seen before. His breath brushed against my skin as he neared my ear. “It’s been a very long day and I need a blow job.” I felt the power of his voice sinking into me lighting a fire with in me. “We really shouldn’t be doing this in school.” While his voice was enriched with power my shook from desire. He pulled back and I thought we had finish messing around. It lay there, writhing and howling in pain as the silver poisoned it and the flesh around the wound bubbled and burned. It gave little resistance as she came over and delivered the finishing blow, slicing the head from the body. With her job done, she went to the village elder with her gruesome trophy and collected her reward.That night she washed the blood and sweat from her body and tried to relax, but her mind was racing once again. Another werewolf was slain at her hands, but it was still a.