The girls drank them down like Kool-Aid and Monica filled them again. I looked at Monica and she smiled at me. Her and I had only drunk half of our gl...sses when the girls were asking for their third one. Monica handed me the corkscrew and another bottle of wine.Within the hour Monica was asking the girls to tell her about becoming women. As they started talking Monica put her hand on my leg and pulled it up higher. I put my arm around her shoulders and rested my hand on her breast. She smiled. At different times during Katies life, she could have easily been classified a nymphomaniac because of her actions. The truth was, she was doing the only thing that gave her peace. Even if it was only temporary peace, it allowed her to feel okay for a time. Unfortunately, those periods of peace had been shrinking over the years. Katie glanced around looking for people in the produce section. Her legs trembled with the thought of shoving a fat vegetable inside her cunt. Cunt was Katies favorite. I realized my boy had a crush on his mom. That was normal, I told myself. But then, he started to always, it seemed, show up while I was getting dressed. He would come in to tell me something unimportant, like he was going to have his breakfast. It was an obvious excuse. An innocent crush on your mother is one thing but the following Saturday, things were taken up a notch! I was collecting clothes to get the laundry done. Jeffery's door was locked and after knocking for a while, he finally. She could hear the occasional expletive and both Chris’ and David’s sexuality were continually being questioned. It was raining outside and when the front door opened a cool, damp gust blew in, bringing a wealth of strong scents with it. Vera froze with the water running over her fingers. Werewolf. She could smell a werewolf in the house. A male, young and powerful. She shut off the water and considered slipping out the back door. The thought of David and how abandoned he’d feel stopped her..