Drake took the bill and looked it over for what seemed to be a very long time. “Is there a problem Mrs. Drake,” asked Jake. “No, there's no prob...lem. I was just thinking that maybe you would like to add another $550.00 to make it an even thousand.” Jake eyed her a little suspiciously and wondered why she would make such an offer.Jake had found out that Mrs. Drake had been widowed about twelve years ago and lived alone.He guessed she must have been about sixty five years old give or take, and. He opened his locker and, a tall, black, no,blacker than black wolf taped his shoulder. Kaze looked behind him and immediately was slammed into the locker, snapping his back loudly."Hey pussy, you, me, lunch." the wolf said, Kaze* was a more fittingname for this wolf than it was for Kaze, no, more like, Naraku*, fitsthis wolf perfectly.*Kaze = Japanese for cold or wind, but here we use it as cold.*Naraku = Japanese for hell.Kaze just sort of ignored it like it was no big deal, like it was. “All it takes is a little magic. All you have to do is open your heart and believe, Bonnie. Easy as falling off a roof. Trust me. I’ve done it a few times.”“Believe in what?” I wondered out loud, gazing up at the ceiling again.“In Magic. In me.”I stood silently staring upwards, thinking about those pink skates. Two years later I made the girls' team. Left winger for the Snow Angels. It was still one of my best memories. All because Santa had brought me skates that we were too poor to afford.“I. We’d done our share of fucking in the sleeper. The picnic table was under a tree and partly shaded from the parking lot lights; it was on the shaded side of the truck as well. I’ve always loved outdoor sex, right up there with back-seat sex, so I offered to get a blanket for the table. There were only a few cars in the lot and; most of them were on the other end of it. Bill waited until I got the blanket and some lube. Within a few minutes, after some sucking and mutual playing, he was more.