Our conversation turned to more personal, intimate things. Well, my personal, intimate things, to be specific. He shifted topics so smoothly I never had a chance. I told him things I never told anyone, not my sister, not anyone. I told him all about my first kiss, my childhood fears, I even gave him all the gory details of the night I lost my virginity. We talked and we drank and we drank some more, and he moved closer and closer into my personal space. That wonderful stench grew stronger and stronger and I felt my temperature rising. Then I saw something I couldn't have seen. Gray's kitchen had big, lovely sliding glass doors, which opened up onto a large balcony. And standing outside in the glow of the kitchen's light and looking in at us was an enormous, black wolf. It had piercing yellow eyes that stared right at me. It looked as strange standing on the balcony as Gray had standing in McNally's."Kelly, are you okay?" Gray's voice snapped my attention away from the wolf."Your balcony, there's…" He turned and we both stared out the glass doors but the wolf was gone. Vanished."What? Did you see something?" He asked with genuine concern.I shook it off and told him it was the alcohol. We resumed our intimate flirting and once again it was only a matter of seconds before we'd forgotten the little hiccup had ever happened. I remember deciding it really was the alcohol. I couldn't possibly have seen a wolf on his balcony. That was ridiculous. We finished our glasses of scotch and then Gray suggested we move to the bedroom. I enthusiastically agreed. He pointed the way and I turned and started to walk but he grabbed me by the arm. His grip was strong and his hands were much rougher than I expected them to be. He spun me around pulled me in close. Then he kissed me hard on the lips. His tongue invaded my mouth and it was nimble and urgent. His stench was overwhelming now, making me unbearably horny. I felt like I would explode if I couldn't get him inside me. We made out pass