I don’t often get a hangover but I think that the best cure is a good cooked breakfast so I served that up for both of us. By the time 10:30 arrived...we were both ready to go, not at our best but better than earlier. Mike arrived dead on time as usual and seemed to be his old self. ‘Lena, its good to see you. Are you feeling better?’ he said as he swept me up into his arms and kissed me. ‘Mmmmmm, I’m fine now,’ I said returning his kiss with interest, relief filling my mind. Then he turned to. ”“What about you and me? I mean later on? The next time we see each other?”“We’ll be honest and loving and supportive of each other. There need be no uncomfortable moments because we’re friends as well as lovers. What we are doing now will give us both something we need. Now and later, too. I’m not offering you a one-time encounter. I want this to be long term.”They walked into her bedroom. The bed was still unmade. He pulled her bathrobe off from behind and turned her to face him. He could see. After she finished crying she whispered so only Jason could hear, "You probably think I'm just a silly emotional woman now; but thank you for holding me." It was my pleasure Maria, and you've nothing to apologize for. When I told you we're here for you I really meant it," Jason told her with a tone of sincerity in his voice that assured her it was true."Thanks again Jason! Is there anything I could do for you?" Maria asked."Well yes; but not if you think it's too personal," the teenage boy told. The look on Sarah’s face was what I had expected shock; Shock that I could be enjoying this. It was the look in Christina’s face that concerned me; her face was practical burning with lust, and her eyes were slits like a cat and a yellow hue. They were just like his eyes. I looked up at the monster as he slowly continued fucking me and it was just like I thought they were exactly the same. How could this be she was so scared I’d know her all my life she couldn’t be a werewolf like this guy..