" She turns to the direction the voice came from and stares directly into the face of a wolf.She slowly backs up startled as can be. "You didn't just ...ay that did you? That is nuts a****ls can't talk. I must be loosing....." The wolf interupts "I can and I did. To answer your earlier question I was all the other a****ls watching you from the start. I wanted to wait until you go lost before I approched you. I knew it was a matter of time." The wolf then took form of a man. He is tall, bald, well. His balls touched her soft ass as he entered her completely, deep inside her. Her tightness hugged him, holding him secure and forming a bond around him as he stopped there for a few seconds to feel her, his possession, his love allowing him this private intimacy of her naked souls. He pulled back softly until almost the end and slammed back into her fast and with authority of the domination of her body upon his. Repeating each motion, lifting her higher with each thrust until her walls swelled. As they walked along, Jake felt a bit week in the knees. He decided it must be the run in that had him agitated. Still there was something about this woman. They reached the front of the house that Brandy was staying in. She turned to him and grabbed his other hand. “Jake, I’m still pretty shook up. Would you mind coming in for a bit? My friends aren’t here and I don’t want to be alone. I’ll make you the best cup of tea you’ve ever had….” Jake hesitated for just a few seconds. Spending more. "I never expected an answer ... but in that court you'd have to lie or face being committed for a lot longer than a year. And we would have to ask questions, under oath, of those people who are your friends." Pete, this isn't a good place to go. No."From behind her she heard a soft movement she turned and looked over her shoulder and saw Mr. Glastonbury."Miss Kennedy, the Watchers Council has dealt with potentials and Slayers for a very long time. They have chemical preparations that will.