She never knew why. It was just so."I... I need to tell you what happened last night," Mary began."Well, what is it? Were the sheets wrinkled on your ...bed?" Sarcasm was thick in her voice."No mam. The night janitor, Jenkins. He... he tried to have his way with me. Cornered me in the bathing room. I only just managed to get away." I suppose you did nothing to encourage him?" She flipped over a page of her paper, sniffed at the air with a lift of her nose. "He does a good job around here. Do you. Just touching any form of iron or steel would be fatal to a werewolf, but anything else that most people might have would not work.Werewolves were not affected by crucifixes, so one of them was no protection at all unless it were made of iron or steel. Also garlic, wolf bane, or other herbs were not effective as protection from werewolves. The only known protection was remaining behind closed and locked doors.Furthermore, a werewolf when in human form could not be identified by inspection as a. She took my cigarette and took a couple deep drags and told me that the bathroom was disgusting as she exhaled. We finished the cigarette and got back in the car and got back on the interstate. When we got to further into Mississippi, "Jean" got off the interstate and headed to the coast. She said she liked to drive the highway that ran along the beach (the Gulf of Mexico) because it relaxed her. We got to the highway and we cruised the beach. It was nearly midnight and there were only 4. .. her body perhaps swaying and gyrating to a slow music..... the movements of her hips and breasts becoming one with my low pulsating beat.... her long hair flowing over her shoulders or cascading down the delicious brownness of her back as her head tilts back with eyes closed and tongue running seductively over invitingly full lips!! I dream of her looking deep into my eyes as she slowly approaches my bed and lifts one leg to rest upon the corner of it. I love to envision her so intimately.