It was considerably past midnight, actually, when I began and Nick woke up to 'drain the monster'.After hearing me splash about for a while, I guess h... had one of those male moments when he couldn't pass up a chance to play the voyeur.I was still very well put together, nothing huge, but no body handles, either!Nick finally decided, I suppose, that the timing was right, and he waited until I was swimming away from the doorway and he snuck into the water, naked, but with his 'fishing pole' ready. Just a thin smattering of hair forming a tidy triangle above her vulva. It looked neat, sexy and exiting. I keep myself well trimmed, and I like to see that attention to detail on a woman.I ran my hands down each side of her neck, feeling the firmness of each breast, before my fingers played lightly with her nipples. Cathy gave a moan, and I jumped back dress in hand - but she was still away with the alcohol fairies, do I hung the PVC on a hanger at the back of her door, and returned to her. Somehow I realised that a joke wouldn't work this time, and instead I sat down beside her, both of us naked but not remotely sexy, and did nothing.Every once in a while I seem to be able to instinctively do the right thing, and this time it must have worked. She slowly lifted her head from her knees, looked at me through the tears and what I could see were red eyes, and spoke."I'm really sorry, Louis. I didn't mean to wake you up." You didn't." Oh, I did. Stop it." Doesn't matter."She looked. Someone was purposely trying to be silent. Anthony smiled when he noticed the pattern in the person's walk. A simple mental search confirmed his suspicions. "Hello Katrina. What might you be doing here?" Anthony asked as he turned to view the surprised woman."I approached from downwind. How did you know I was coming?" Katrina asked. Chuckling as he walked up to her Anthony said, "You Werewolves are too dependant on your sense of smell. There are other senses that can also suffice." Impressed.