I guess its tuna and soup for the week again she thought. Can it get more depressing then this she wondered? She got up took a load of laundry out of ...he dryer and headed upstairs to put it away. She passed her son Jasons room, he was on the phone. She closed her bedroom door and listened to the conversation her son was having with whom she did not know. How much did he make? Wait, your telling me people will pay to watch his mom have sex with young guys? He made three grand the first week, no. "No thanks," she replied, coming closer.I could see she was nervous and excited, so I said, "Come on, let's go in the den near the fireplace."Walking behind her, I saw that her nightie barely reached the top of her bare little butt. It had to be important for her to choose to ask questions at one in the morning, so I sat on the couch nearest the fireplace and motioned for her to sit next to me. The embers were dying, emitting only a soft glow to highlight her face.She sat and faced me with her. He then moved back, his hand reaching out and catching Wolfy's leash pulling her closer. The female turned, her eyes wide in fear and uncertainty. Anubis grinned at her, and his other hand reached out and grabbed her by her blonde hair. She must be a light colored wolf, and Wolfy wished she could see her in her true form. "You are a slave, and a run away at that, dear, don't tempt me to return you!" The female whimpered in submission. Wolfy could smell not only the scent of her heat but her. Back in the days I had friends,” the general admitted.“I guess I should ride with you,” I suggested.“I’d rather ride alone. You can follow behind just to make sure I don’t get lost on my way to surrender to your FBI,” The general suggested.“I really need someone in the car with you,” I said. I didn’t have to place anyone in the car, I was just winging it.“How about the young Muslim boy?” he asked. “He can drive. Maybe it will be some kind of redemption.” the General suggested.“I’m still going.