Nothing To Howl At

I still felt the same passion for her. "But I still feel that way about you. In my eyes you haven't changed a bit."

"But you have, Harold. Frankly, I'm afraid it's time to tell you, you're getting old." Pow! Just like that! "You used to be something to see....and hear...when the moon reached full. All that cozy hair to run my fingers through, that throaty growl and your bloodcurdling howl.  It wasn't my duty, but you were irresistible."





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