.. all fighting the Germans in France." Ah ... the First World War." There's a second?" Yes ... in the forties. But Finland will be at war with Russia...in 1919. It's called The Winter War."He made a note."The book my sister was reading," I looked around and spotted it. "That one."He picked it up and noticed the date."This must be fifteen years old ... March 1901? Yah, it's 1916. I wonder where she found it?" It's a hospital ... people always leave magazines and books in waiting rooms," I said.. I will do it all. It feels a little strange at first so be prepared. Remember, no talking in the library. Hang on to me.”Suddenly we three were in some library’s stacks. I’m glad Filene warned us about a strange feeling or I might have said something. She led us to the elevator and pressed the up button. The door opened, we got in, the door closed, and we popped back.“Carol, Margo, can either of you see if anybody is in the elevator right now? Is there still an empty space in the stacks where. I imagined the same thoughts were going through his head, too. I’m not gay. I’m straight. But I love this. I’ll do anything. Anything at all. I sobbed, biting into the pillow, wanting it to never end. Desmond rage-fucked me for what felt like forever, but he fucked me so fast and hard that it probably didn’t take long. His fingers dug into my hips, his pelvis hammered my backside, and then a series of thick, meaty pulses ballooned in my rear, dumping his cum up into me. Filling me. With a last. He was supposed to be guarding the wall between the Hisil — a word he knew without knowing how — and the physical world, and culling problem causers. He wasn’t just a werewolf, he was ... whatever was required, a tool of some higher power, to do some higher calling.Christ, he hated that. But it did mean he should do more than just keep his nose open for strange smells. He should keep all his senses open, new ones included, to see if he could spot anything out of the ordinary. Elen was out of.