So how did it happen? How does one contract lycan...”“Lycanthropy. I was maybe eighteen or nineteen when it happened. Even after all these years, ...it’s still fresh in my mind. Like it was only yesterday. It’s so mundane when I think about it,” she said, laughing bitterly. He gestured for her to continue and so she did.“I was kind of like you when I was your age. I liked nature, liked being on my own. I decided I would walk the Appalachian Trail, I thought that I could handle it. Even if I hadn’t. Did you let Marty fuck your ass?” His tone was ominous.She moaned out, “Yesss…” Was he thinking what she thought he was thinking?“Do you know why I stopped trying to fuck your beautiful ass? Do you? It was because I loved you... I actually cared about you… but that was then, THIS IS NOW!”Before she could react, she felt the huge head of his cock, moistened by her pussy, being wedged into her asshole. “FUCK!” she yelled. Thankfully, it was stretched out some by Marty’s efforts, but her tender. “Here is to good scotch and sexy women.” I added, “and to the men who lust after them.”We clinked our glasses and swallowed.Mother downed hers! I had been watching her rub her legs together as she stimulated herself. I thought about the lubricating effects alcohol had on loosening inhibitions and wondered who would act first.During the pandemic, we had explored and pleased each other’s bodies so I knew what her pussy and clit were feeling.It was Pete’s wife who said the sun, alcohol and talk. She treated me well, except a lot of the time she treated me like a child. Then, when I would use words or sayings that a ten-year-old probably never heard of, she would laugh. Once I heard her say, "such big words coming out of such a little girl!" Getting used to the patronizing treatment was going to get used to. I wished she wouldn't treat me that way, but I figured it must be hard for anyone not to, when I look exactly like a 10-year-old. Besides, I kept feeling sorry for her about her.