David, you naughty boy!!!! He then just kept talking. He said he had not had sex since his wife died 6 years earlier and although he had tried wanking... he could not get a suitable erection to reach orgasm. Obviously his daughter could not help....but if I was up for it I could!! By now I was very excited at the though of pleasuring poor David so I agreed, but he must tell nobody ever. He agreed, so I said ok sit there and enjoy. By now I was so turned on that the sexiest man in the world sitting. The werewolf probably scared them off.And he was a werewolf. Jack hadn’t been in a position to analyze him, the first time he saw him, and apparently the man had never transformed until recently. Whatever it was his first transformation had done, it’d changed him. He looked different, smelled different, and moved different. There was something animalistic to his stance, aggression, defensiveness, territorial maybe. Or Jack was letting his knowledge taint his view.“How’s it going?” Jack said.. Dylan was snoring next to me. I tried to go back to sleep, but couldn’t stop thinking about the dream. I went down to the basement and flipped on the TV. I climbed on the Stairmaster. Sasha’s face invaded my thoughts and wouldn’t go away. When I finished my course, I walked slowly back upstairs to our bedroom where Dylan was still asleep. I turned on the shower, took off my clothes and stepped into the steam. As I was shampooing my hair, a wad of suds slipped down to my breast. Remember what. We were there for about 2 hours. The weather was kind of windy and cold today so we had to leave early. Sand was starting to whirl up. We were lying down pretty close to the ocean with legs towards the ocean. Lots of clothed people walk past close to the ocean and I could see many males discreetly look at my wife as they walked by. She did not spread her legs a lot but she was smoothly shaven and people walking by could see a lot. My wife didn't seem to mind the people walking by. At some point.