I don't have an office or anything. It's a house, though. Got my own house." She gave me the address. It was on the north side of Baltimore. The stree... address sounded familiar, somehow, although I didn't know the city that well.I slept a little better. For no good reason, I had a little bit of naive faith in this hippie girl. I mean, she wasn't a witch, or something. After all, she'd been recommended by a genuine M.D.Sandy's house was a shotgun structure, very old, but freshly painted and. "You'll sleep here tonight. Wear the outfit on the bed. If I hear any noise from you, I'll come back here and give you a spanking so bad that you won't be able to sit down for a week. Is that clear?" Yes Ma'am," replied Angela and picked up what looked like a nightshirt. She pulled it over her head mindlessly before realizing that it was nothing more than a very thin sleeveless t-shirt with a neckline that almost left her breasts completely naked."Good night, and remember, no sounds or I'll. There was a history and one that Dana had been scant in conversation with. Then again, I hadn’t talked to her much about it. Lady was just too much of a distraction with her hot body and wanton lust. Alone and walking down the sidewalks, it occurred to me that the day’s events hadn’t been fully processed. Foxy was the newest addition to my pack. A Kitsune who had a ton of power, I wonder what was her motivation for seeking to join my pack. Worse yet, her presence seemed to unnerve Dana. Ever. “So tell me, what is wrong with that skin?” he asked her in a cold voice.She looked at him and then the skin. Her guilt was easy for him to read. She pretended to examine it then said, “Is it too small? Did I get the wrong ones?”Vincent laughed in amazement at her guile. He took the skin off of her and unrolled it. He then picked up the glass of water he had put beside his bed. “What do you think I’ll find when I fill this skin with water?” he asked her cryptically.She looked at him and tried.