S*X WITH A WEREWOLF
“I have to go lie down now.”
“I understand, but before you go, you need to know that not all werewolves are good. Some of them are evil monsters,” he said, with venom dripping from his mouth. “You just be careful,” he rubbed my cheeks. “By the way, which one of those guys was your mate—or was it the girl?” He winked.
“Oh no grandpa, none of them, besides I'm straight,” I giggled.
“But what about the blue-haired girl and the Jamaican girl?” He investigated.