She wore nothing but a black crown atop her wavy black hair, and thin leather straps that crossed her pillowing breasts, sculpted abdomen and crotch. ...hey covered nothing. Her nipples were exposed, her navel was showing, and her… her… good god, it was enormous! And it was pointed right at me! She raised her fist high in the air, and the crowd roared louder and louder, their voices reverberating off the walls and into my skull. When the sound reached the precipice of its crescendo, she cracked. She has a big house and her husband and her can't really do most of the hard labor around the house so my mom decided to volunteer me to help while I'm on winter break from college.So I had been over to their house a couple times (its a 3 story house right on the ocean in Long Beach, Ca) and did some yard work and moved some furniture around the house. She looks very good for her age and the "saggy" issue wasn't a thing because she's very thin from a lot of exercise and yoga classes and had a. Below them, a long waist stretched to prominent hipbones. Trailing down from her sexy "outie" navel was a furrow of black hair that blossomed into a thick patch of pubic hair.I'm not k**ding here, but her face was nearly identical to that of a young Katie Couric, with dark hair, though Ashley had thicker eyebrows and a shag hair style. Yes, she had a bit of a snooty look about her--perhaps due to her blue-blood ancestry--though she was, in fact, a very down-to-earth hippie-type chick.She was. I would have to get rid of the Sparrows and others by other means.The trouble was that I needed one more victim to trick her into thinking that she would meet Dionysius for real. For the rest of it, well, one got the idea. Who would make the perfect victim for this? Who indeed? I didn’t want to go the obvious route and risk Sam’s life. Who instead, then? Then it occurred to me. Marcus Bozeman, the werewolf. He would be no great loss! The only question was how to get the packmaster out there?.