I flinched from the pain and tried not to move so much so I wouldn't feel the small piece of metal injected in my skin rubbing my flesh. I didn't call...out for help. Thinking my aunt would just get mad for being careless. Instead, I tried to walk back in the house. But before I could turn, I felt a soft palm holding my back.I turned around and saw Maribel. Her bloodshot eyes gave me an obvious impression that she was drunk. But she was also the only help I had that moment.She poured cold beer. " She then reached out to take the tray. "Are you really that accepting for all of this Hector? Everyone at the schools tells me that you are a leader in the pure human faction."I shook my head. "Mother forced me to join back when I was ten. Since then two close friends have undergone MORFS and I have done a bit of research about it. There is no question in my mind that the transformations are not some kind of divine punishment nor do they turn humans into animals. I do not wish to change, but. ...." he began, realising he had not thought through what he wasgoing to say or do. How foolish was this? "I got a new shirt for work.Just wondered what you thought?"Kelsey smiled sweetly. Poor dear, she thought. First, she had caught himin a bra. Now he wanted to go to work wearing a blouse. Another top endpurchase while he wasn't paying the rent."Looks.....pretty," she said. "It almost passes for a shirt." Almost?" he gulped."Look, Steve," she began, "you've shared something with me that I. I could almost taste the tension. The sexual tension. Between us. In the end, I had to take a deep breath, breaking the spell. Julia turned and strode away. She stood at the foot of the ladder for a moment looking back at me, then climbed up swiftly and disappeared into the darkness of the barn. I watched the delicious rotation of her backside as she climbed. I climbed back on the fence, saw Jasmine riding hard across the field, back to the barn. Her hair flying free behind her, she was holding.