At the laundromat I stuffed quarters into the machines. Make sure the fabric doesn’t bleed. Press it while it is still damp. In a fever I followed t...he genetic directions. A good-looking Italian fellow watched me intently but I didn’t have time for him. I flashed him a quick smile and went back to concentrating on my task. Press, don’t iron the fabric. Don’t push the fibers out of shape. Back at my apartment my hands knew what to do. The knife-edge shears yielded long, smooth lines, the way they. We'd both moved out, lived in different cities, but we decided to start hanging out again. Sarah came to stay with me on a few weekends. We would drink and make jokes about our childhood. On one night out, with both of us a little tipsy, we started play-fighting in the bar as though we were kids again. We decided to leave, and on the taxi drive home, it continued. She would bite my thighs. I would bite her arms. Harmless fun.... but I haven't been happier to have someone driving us home.Once we. (And before you ask, yes I did look in her knickers) although denied it at the time.. I saw this man most days just sitting on a bench in the park. There were 2 bits to the park, the playground and an area with some trees and flower beds, he was sitting in the tree part. Being nosey I approached him and asked what he was doing, I sat beside him and he told me he was lonely and liked to come to the park and meet people. I met him in the park about 4 more times, before he invited me back for. "I guess that we were both still a little on edge from the weekend. But you see I have never met another of our kind, not in our animal form ... not unless they were family." No, I cannot imagine that you have," James turned away from the temptation of her.She was still naked from when he had let her robe slide from her shoulders, and fall to the ground, and he did not think that she even realised.But she would soon enough, as her rationality returned, and her sense of modesty forced her to.