.. well I..." and then we looked at each other and smiled helplessly."Weird," she said."You don't have to stay now that you know," I said gallantly. "...I understand completely." No," she said. "Why should it make a difference? We know each other's terrible secret and we're as guilty as each other." Dinner?" I said."Another drink," she said. "I'll get them."By the time Karen got back with the drinks, we had both calmed down a little. She really was a mature person, even if I wasn't. She was the. "I put it on and found that it wasn't a shirt. I found out it wasactually a blouse when I tried to button it up. The buttons were on thewrong side. I stopped and gave her a look of, 'What the fuck?'She just smiled and said, "It's a man tailored blouse. It looks justlike a man's shirt but made for a woman. I found several for you. Nowbutton it up and put on these jeans."I managed the reverse buttons fairly easily and then took the pair ofjeans from her and looked them over. It was no surprise. Walking out of the bathroom he felt the wooden floors under his paws. Paul half expected to stubble and fall but it felt all so natural.He had many dreams about walking as a wolf without the shifting. Last night had been the first that he had shifted from man to wolf.Thanks to all that dreaming he knew how to walk and his body just did what he told it to do.As he moved around Paul had an urge to get out of his apartment came over him. That part seemed not liked being cooped up inside and wanted. Then, turning, while still holding him, she led Robert to the bedroom. If he thought this was going to be a straight up, fuck session, he was wrong. Alongside the bed, on a small hostess trolley stood a jeroboam of Brut in an ice bucket, two punnets of strawberries and a tube of chocolate, as sold by most sex shops. Dinner, it seemed, was on him, literally and it looked as if Heidi had a sweet tooth. “You will forgive me the slightly bizarre, I am sure. It is.