After changing into a t-shirt and shorts, he pushed aside his apprehension, and jogged the two blocks between his house and Jamie’s. Tim knocked on ...he front door and waited patiently. A few long moments later, the door swung open to the smiling face of Jamie’s mother. Jamie was almost an exact replica of her mother, just 25 years younger. They shared the pretty features, dark brown hair, blue eyes, and easy, bright smile. ‘Tim! Come in. Are you looking for Jamie?’ Jamie’s mom had always been. He lifted it, fearing that it would be torn and bloody, the evidence of some horrific attack. It was intact, however, undamaged. Almost as if she had taken it off herself. Why would she have done that?The eerie silence was broken by another blood-curdling howl, this one sounded closer and whatever was making that ominous noise was fucking big. It was deep and powerful, guttural, somehow wrong. That wasn’t how a wolf should sound, it sounded more like a bear, but bears didn’t howl like that.... Until finally she pressed it inward. Angela shouted out, ‘Oh fuckkk! GOD! Fuck fuck fuck! Oooooooooooooooh!’ as Katie sent her over the edge. Collapsing afterwards she stared at Katie — remembering about Molly, with all that had happened, she had forgotten about her promise to head back there. But it was like a scratch in the back of her mind. Gnawing at her. She had to go back there. No matter what. She looked over at Katie. She was nervous about it, but felt she had to tell Katie about the. Trust me. You have a new Mommy/Big Sister, and she will be much sweeter to you than the old one was. But for now, I really want to fuck your old man!” Sarah warned them, as she took my hand and led me to one of the motel room beds.“Mind if I take Curtis on the other bed?” Stephanie asked us.“You don’t need permission for that, do you?” I teased her.“Yes, I do. His and Yours. We’re submissives to you, right? And we’re your kids, so double need for it. We just really want to do it! So, pretty.