. Mathew and all of us here, we are wearwolves and vampires."I breathed slowly, my cheast rose high and fell with each breath. "Mathew.. well he is a ...bit different."I was shivering now. Terrified, cold, and ready to die."hmmmmm.. She smells wonderful dosent she?" he asked the others.They remained silent."Hmmm... But darling Mathew, he is both."I gasped. I had no clue I'd been fucked by a wearwolf. I felt myself get wet."Hmmm, well if he dosent want your blood... I'll have to take it!"I felt his. “Hey, take it easy on that stuff, Coach,” Tommy chided him.He hated to see his long-time friend in such a state. “The seasonmay be over, but you can’t afford to break training at your age,”the younger men laughed half-heartedly. “What do you mean, at my age? You clown, I’ll race you fivelengths of the pool right now,” he growled in a realistic tone ofbelligerence, slipping his feet out of the rubber sandals he waswearing and plunging into. The secrecy attendant on my fucking his daughters and using his house as a knocking-shop meant that these activities, although pleasing in themselves, were not sufficient for the purpose. I had to get at him, I decided, in some way that he would recognise.In the midst of all this I had on my conscience two further unintended seductions.They were not my fault. The first one in particular I had foreseen as a problem, and I did what I could to prevent it.My victim was a girl I then knew only as. This, of course, leads to Mother teasing me more by asking if I am lookingout for a new outfit for myself! I am always up and dressed before Motherand most days take her a cup of tea in her bedroom when I hear her come outof the shower. I then sit on the bed and chat whilst she dresses and putson her makeup. She often asks my opinion on the outfit she intends to wearthat day, sometimes what underwear she should wear with a particularoutfit. This always leads to some teasing."I am sure you would.