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A "spin-off" of "Let's Do Lunch" with Michael's friend, Pres.

She had precious few possessions in her home, not even owning a television or computer. She just had never seen the need for any of that stuff; she was always working.

He was a little surprised at what he saw. "Werewolves live in modern houses?" But he hid his surprise well, and in any event, she was too busy pushing him into the shower to notice the looks on his face.

"Take a shower! Get the sweat off, and then we will talk. I'll have dry clothing for you when you get out."

Not given a chance to speak, William did what he was told. He jumped into the shower and began to bathe. "Odd," he thought, "the soap is unscented," as was the shampoo, the conditioner, and everything else that he found in her bathroom. This just made him wonder what caused her wonderful smell.

As he left the shower, she was entering it, not even giving him a chance to turn off the water. She gave him a quick peck on the lips and said, "Ah, much better, no scent left but your own. I like that one much better anyway. There are some men's clothes on the bed. Now go!" She then shut the door behind her, and he wondered if she was always like this.

Florence made sure that she showered quickly. She didn't think that he'd make a run for it, but she figured that it would be smarter not to take the risk. It didn't take her long to get the sweat off, and as she didn't have any perfume to wash from her body, she was out very quickly, rushing out dressed only in a towel. She found William sitting on her bed with a bemused look on his face.

"Are you always this bossy?" he asked her with a smirk.

"Pretty much, I'm a Beta," she said. When this got a blank response, she sat down next to him and began to explain the history and culture of Were society. She spent well over an hour on the basics before she even touched on mating.

William didn't say much throughout her explanations, being willing to keep his mouth shut so he could listen and learn, but as she told her story, he was taken with how much of what she was saying had been hinted at by his grandfather. It was almost as if the old man had known all about Were. William thought that it was one thing for his grandfather to have believed in spirit guides and personal totems, but it was quite another to have trained his only grandson in pack dynamics. William wasn't sure if this was because his grandfather had known that William had a wolf guide, or if there was more to it than that. He realized he was going to have to talk to the old coyote soon and get some straight answers.

His mental wandering stopped cold when Florence began to explain mating practices and their impact on those whose mates had been established. "Wait," he said, "you are telling me that we have no choice in this? That we are already mated and if that I do not spend the rest of my life with you, you will go insane and your own family will be forced to put you down?"

"It is worse than that my love; it will also happen to you. I'm sorry, I know that you don't believe me yet, but you will see that it is true the very next time that you sleep apart from me. From what I hear, it will be pretty bad for both of us. But don't worry about believing me now; when the time comes, just call me and tell me how you slept without me by your side. But on the bright side, from what I've heard, we'll have the best sex of our lives...times twelve...on steroids! The mated bitches tell me that we'll scream so loud that the geologists down at Berkley will see us on their seismographs. Are you ready for that?"

"Umm," William said slowly, his entire reality having been reset, "I'm supposed to believe any of this?"

"No," she said grinning, "you are supposed to fuck me. I'm pretty sure that it will convince you. I know you are still human, and that you are pre-programmed not to believe anything that deviates from the norm, but I'm going to prove otherwise," she said, throwing her towel aside, and then herself upon him."

"She bit him on the neck, and then on his chest, and finally on his thighs, as he enthusiastically re

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