In my favourite coffee shop, I was getting a takeaway for my other half who was working all day. When who should walk in but Julie. She’d moved away... from town a little while ago, but, as it turned out, was back in home for a couple of days. I got a huge hug and a kiss - this was a lady who I would take to bed in a heartbeat - and not for sleeping either. The look and the hug said it all. Reluctantly we stood back and stopped when we saw the startled look of the Coffee shop owner - a friend of. I was satisfied with my fit and broad build and my fur looked nice, requiring only smoothing here and there. And then I came to my least favorite feature. My eyes. They were bright and cold blue. I didn’t like them, they made me look younger than I really was. Most werewolves like my lost their blue eyes around twelve. Mine had never gone away, and I was already twenty-five. But girls loved them. Especially human girls, so I didn’t try to fix them with contacts or anything like that. I. Michael would drive her and her friends home when they were done.When she was 16, she began interning with her grandfather’s company. Four days a week, five hours a day during summer breaks and school vacations found her following around one executive or another.Martin found her one day around noon. “Hey, Jacie, want to grab some tacos?”She gave him a stiff smile. “Can we step into the conference room for a minute?”They walked into the empty room and she closed the door behind them. “Listen,. Phoebe will be up in a minute to help, too.” She set the baskets down next to the suitcases. “What are you two arguing about, anyway?”Cory shrugged helplessly, but her twin responded, “Oh, we’re not really fighting. I was just complaining about having to leave early. I wanted to be in a real sex orgy tonight!”“Me, too!” agreed Cory.“Are there any other types of orgies?” asked Phoebe philosophically as she entered the room. The cook was still wearing her terry cloth robe.The two girls looked at.