"My name isn't Penelope, dickwad, it's Peter. And don't be such a dick."That weird smile never faltered though."Are you sure your name isn't Penelope?..." I looked right in his eye andeven leaned a little forward in the recliner as I replied that itwasn't."Well then, why are you wearing heels?" I didn't need to look as I knewexactly what I was wearing that day. My black stilletos. "I just likewearing heels, that's all. You've never commented on me wearing heelsbefore." He nodded at that, seeming. Of course, she left out the graphic detail, but the sense was still there. we were so wrapped in conversation, that the time flew by. we had been there for 2.5 bottled of wine, and almost 2 solid hours talking. when i noticed this, i decided i would get things started off, and said i was going to go into the living room, and would anyone like to join me? they all agreed, and we carried our dishes to the kitchen and made our way, wine in hand, to the living room. i sat at one end of the large. Mujhe usne pani diya or chaye banane chali gayi. Main bhi bathroom mein gaya or naha kar aaya or sirf nikkar or baniyan main aaya.Vo chaye leker aayi humne chaye pi. Or chaye pite hi maine use pakad liya. Usne aapne aap ko chudwaya to maine pucha kya huya vo kahne lagi gate band kar doon. Koi aa jaye ga. Vo gate band kar ke aander aayi or mere saath let gayi. Aab ghar per koi nahi tha. Vo thodi der pehle naha kar aayi thi to uske gile baal mujhe madhosh kar rahe the. Maine use pakda or ghar per. "You better run."Andras stayed behind with me while they chased her down and ripped her apart, saying that they might not remember not to eat him in their frenzy. He was just lucky that I hadn't told them about our past.It was dawn before they grew weary of the game, their prey having not been as great of a challenge as they'd hoped, but better than they'd feared. Seth, one of the few submissive wolves and a childhood friend, escorted us in his furry form to where they'd left her before heading.