”“You mean like rape?”“Yeah.”Tom sat there at his laptop. A cold chill ran through him – not at the thought of what he was going to do but...the fact that he found that kind of hot. His hands hesitated over the keyboard as he debated with himself on whether to say yes or no.“OK,” he finally typed.-X-They met up in a bar to discuss how they were going to do it. It turned out Kyle was 22 too. Kyle assured him that he had raped loads of bitches which helped Tom to calm his nerves a little. The girl. Perhaps Brenda or Ashley? I smiled and told her I could handle this on my own, thank you.As I stood in line, I couldn't help notice that the barista was about Susan's age and just hot looking. How does one invite someone like that to an orgy that was being set up for me by my wife? I wondered what she would look like naked, or what expression she'd have on her face when I pulled the device off of her head, or how her back would look if she was kneeling away from me, with her head on the ground.. “Who cares, nothing you haven’t seen — and I see you’re still a hunk,” she said.“Uh, thanks. I’m also still a werewolf, too. And will be. Ben is-- was wrong about stuff.”“Are you like, stuck? Like that? Wasn’t it getting worse?”“I’ll be all right as long as I don’t feed. So yeah, just stuck.”Something he said clicked. “What do you mean ‘was?’” she asked.Cameron’s face fell. “The store burned, the whole building. And Ben...” he stopped, and there was no need for him to finish.Raven felt shitty. Tisn't far. It'll be safer." We can stay right here, Maw," Nina said, sticking out her fine chin."Not with your father gone," she said. "Can't work it alone." I can plow, mules and me, Becky can weed," Nina insisted. The child nodded."Won't make you ugly," her mother said."Ain't my fault," said the girl, sniffing and looking away from both of us, folding her arms across her chest."It's a curse," said the woman. "Her beauty."We had cleaned up the house as best we could, scrubbing the pine floors.