After she had recovered her drink, she asked, "So, how's life treating you."I wasn't interested in making small talk. I ignored her question and asked...her, "Do you still shave your pussy?"This unexpected and direct question made her burst out laughing."I did it just a few hours ago. It's nice and smooth," she answered with a seductive smile. "Are you still crazy about eating pussy?" came her question back."Only if they're as juicy as yours."The men who had gathered around Beatrice couldn't. Petal smiled and pushed her pelvis forward, watching the young man as he stared at her crotch. She was proud of her crotch, and the deep cleft between. Men had loved watching her spread her legs apart so her deep slit would open. She could hide her whole middle finger in her slit and for a farthing, she'd let others do it too."Would you like to see the rest of her?" Greta asked with an arched eyebrow.Jeremy's cock gave a twitch, then his head nodded, his tongue darting out to lick his lips, no. " Oh really? Haven't seen one of those in a while," Claire said. "Okay, I'll meet you there." Of course real werewolves bear little resemblance to the popular Hollywoodized version of the lore (and vampire lore was even more inaccurate). The cryptid shape-shifting gene had somehow attached itself to a retrovirus, and then it managed to pick up a large portion of the genome of a predatory animal. The wolf, naturally, but in other areas of the world the process had duplicated itself with a few. She wanted to knowwhat all the girls were wearing. Ellen and Courtney told Michaelinaeverything they knew. Michaelina took it all in. She would have to geta new wardrobe for back to school.The girls stayed over two hours, before the nurse made them leave. Ellenand Courtney didn't suspect anything was wrong with Michaelina.Michaelina had changed, but it had been a year and she had been throughan awful lot. The girls promised to visit again and then they were gone.Dr. Zaaijer had been.