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Ever since that hot summer night when I had full frontal passionate, steamy sex with a goddamn hot werewolf, I had not been able to concentrate on anything else. In my dreams, I can only dream of him, the way he kissed and caressed each and every part of me, touching every bit of my soul with his touch. Even my friends at college found me daydreaming sometimes while they were talking to me. *quot;Hey Jas, you daydreaming about Mr. Wolf Man again?*quot; one of my friends called Laurie Hills said, giggling, flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder.My friends giggled, too.*quot;Come on, Jasmine, you don't expect us to believe you had sex with a wolf, do you? They don't escort avcılar exist.*quot;I turned her way and threw her dirty look. *quot;You can mock me all you want but its the truth!*quot; I got up off the bench outside college we sat at and then picked up my books and stormed off.*quot;Jasmine, I'm sorry!*quot; Laurie called.But I did not turn back. I just stormed back to the one-bedroom apartment my rich parents got for me when I started college six months ago. It took me ten minutes to walk back. As soon as I was in the door, I put the kettle on and made myself a hot mug of hot chocolate.Suddenly I heard heavy panting, as if someone or something escort bahcesehir was in my flat as well. *quot;Hello,*quot; I called to the silent apartment.No reply as I searched the small apartment, going from the kitchen, bathroom, living room, and then to the bedroom. I saw no one. Then, out of the dark shadows, I saw a pair of bright yellow eyes glowing back at me.My heart caught up in my throat. I told myself not to panic. It is your man, Mr. Right, Mr. Wonderful, just in his wolf form. I turned from the bedroom. rushed to the living room, and hid behind the blue soft-cushioned sofa, hoping the wolf would not find me.I heard the beylikdüzü escort loud sound of the wolf's padded paws walk around the apartment. His footsteps were getting louder across the tiled floor as he came closer. My heart pounded against my chest.The wolf walked into the living room slowly and then stopped and rose his muzzle to the air. He sniffed with his small black snout, breathing in, his nostrils flaring. He looked towards the blue sofa walked round it and stared at me. I stared back.I knew the wolf would not attack me but I could not help saying pathetically, *quot;Please don't eat me.*quot;The wolf just licked the tip of my nose to my utter surprise and wagged its long and black fluffy tail. I crawled back out and looked at the beautiful creature before me. I felt so stupid to think it would hurt me. I confidently reached out my right hand and stroked the top of his black head, feeling how soft his fur was between my fingertips.