She did not go home that night. I suggested to her that I could open my couch to a bed and either she or I could use it, with the other of us in the...bedroom. I gave her my bathrobe to use. She picked the couch. But after I first drifted off to sleep, I woke again. I opened my eyes slightly to see Tina standing in my bedroom door, wearing my bathrobe and perhaps nothing else, staring in at my nude body (for that was how I slept). I am sure that she was struggling within herself on. It was then that she looked down at the unmistakable bulge in my pants and smiled. "Do you like what you see?" she said, looking back up into my eyes. Again I was lost for words but eventually managed a reply. "Y-y-yes," I stammered, "I do, you're gorgeous Hazel."Still staring me in the eyes, she smiled and slowly pushed the straps of her bra down over her shoulders and pushed it down until her breasts were fully uncovered. I could now see that her nipples, surrounded by her pink aureoles were. Think about it, anyone who can stand in front of 20,000 strangers and perform has courage. This I never doubted. In a minute the spirit of the wolf will try to talk to her mind. This is so far beyond what most people accept as the real world that they cannot hear it at all. Let us see how open her mind has become."Ominotago and the wolf breathed as one. She wasn't aware of awake or asleep but she felt a very real connection to the spirit of this animal.'You are unhappy''Yes I am, are you the. The movement is faster now but no less strong. Restraining. I begin to once again feel the pulse of the drum through the floor. I see movement out of the corner of my eye and my heart stops. We are reflected in the broken shards of glass that make up the mosaic on the wall beside me. The sharp edges show hints of skin, breast, stomach, shoulder, ass. All moving in rhythm with the band, the pulsation of the crowd, the thrusting of his hips. I feel him lean over me, his mouth near my neck. I feel.