Authors: C.J. Ayers
The next night, before he went to work, he showed up back at Mary’s back door.
“Will you help me get ready for work?” he asked with messy hair and a scruffy chin.
Mary reached out and pulled him by his shirt collar inside.
After they had loud, animal sex that disturbed the neighbors awake, she helped him choose a tie and combed his hair. She didn’t shave him. She wanted to see what he’d look like a little hairier. A little more werewolfier.
THE END