Par vo ni uthi…Vo bht gehri neend mein thi…Main uske peeche gya aur dekha ki uski kirti puri upar uth chuki thi jisse uski puri peet nazar aa rhi ...hi…Ek dun gori aur chikni kamar meri aankhon ke saamne thi…Mujhse control ni hua aur mera haath uski pert pe chala gya…Main dheere dheere usse sehlane laga par uska koi response ni aaya…Meri himmat badi aur m apna haath dheere se uski gaand ki taraf le gya aur sehlane laga..Vo thoda sa hili aur seedhe hoke let gyi…Main jaldi se ghabra ke bed ki dusri. If there was no way to tell the difference, I would not know if the wolves I saw, moving forward, were human or just animal. The only way I would know for now was when I killed them. Then I realized there was no telling what people I have met, or would meet, could be one of those beasts.The more I thought about it, the more paranoid I began to feel about it and those around me. Could someone I know be one of those things? Brant had been one and I did not realize it until the wound I gave a wolf. She met me at the bottom of the hill and she was beautiful Blue Dickies Blue Bandanna and a crop top Dallas Cowboys jersey She was about 5'2 Long black hair olive colored skin and a tight little body. She had that Chola style makeup like most Surenas wore in the 90's painted on eyebrows blue eye shadow and blue lip stick with a black outline with a fake mole. We walked and talked.The more I looked at her, the harder my dick became. I needed to close the deal ASAP. I took her to the spot we use. If she didn’t it was probably really over between them. It would give him a chance to hang up on her, ignore her call, try to hurt her as much as he was hurting inside. He wondered whether it was still possible. He used to be able to do it when they had a fight but now he wasn’t so sure. Maybe it had all gotten to be too much for her and she’d welcome the respite. He pictured various phone conversations ‘Why are you doing this? ‘What do you care?’ **Click** ‘You know I hate it when you do.