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Bachelorsville, Texas- Introduction: Beer And Loathing

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There’s no shortage of people out there who complain how boring life in their little town can get. I’m one of those seemingly rare people who happens to like it that way. Yet the solace and tranquility I found in small town life was doomed to come crashing down around me one scorching west Texas summer night.

I was making good time back from Odessa after dropping off a load of gravel for a customer and crossed the El Portal County line with a few hours to go before sunset that particular summer afternoon. Almost immediately after crossing the county line, I noticed a plume of smoke off in the distant hills.

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Crying Wolf- Chapter 5: Diamond Dogs

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We got to the ballpark a little early, but the parking lot was already starting to fill up.

I did have a little bottle of sunscreen that I kept in the truck and applied it to my arms and neck as soon as we got out.

“Hang on a sec-” I caution Talia. For the occasion, the wolf-girl was wearing the Sea Wolves jersey I gave her and a pair of shorts. Without giving her any warning, I daubed a little sunblock on the tip of her nose as she scowled at me.

“Don’t look at me like that….” I chuckle. “Unless you want to put it on all by yourself and get it all smeared into your fur.”

I apply a little more to her cheeks and forehead before rubbing it in. Talia’s chortling now.

“What? Does that tickle?”

“Oh that’s not it.” Talia says innocently. “Here I am out in public with you insisting on putting a sticky white cream all over my face in front of everyone, you pervert.”

“And I thought MY mind was in the gutter.” I say as I move around to take care of the back of her neck. Her hair is just long enough that she needs to hold it up when I’m applying the last of the sunscreen.

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Crying Wolf- Chapter 3: A Whole New Wolf

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Although I tried to hide it from Talia, I was seething after we got back from our walk and encounter with the two cops. There weren’t any other werewolves in the neighborhood, so it’s not as though someone called the cops on Talia in a case of mistaken identity. Sure Talia looked a little unkempt, … Continue reading Crying Wolf- Chapter 3: A Whole New Wolf

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Crying Wolf- Chapter 2: Eat At Joe’s

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Almost as if I were in a trance, I slowly uncocked the hammer on the .38 before opening up the cylinder, dumping out the bullets onto the countertop and setting the gun down in a drawer in front of me. A show of good faith on my part.

The wolf-girl still looked fairly young, but not so young that I felt the need to ask if I should call her parents or admonish her that it’s a school night.

For some reason, I somehow knew that this bluster and bravado about attacking and raping me after breaking in was just that- all talk.

“All right- so now that you’re here, what do you think is going to happen?” I ask.

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Lysella and the Mad King- Chapter 1

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It was the perfect storm. It was the kind of storm that rolled along the countryside looking for dramatic enough moments to pierce the air with lightning strikes. The rain poured down across the landscape in sheets that threatened to flood the entire plain. It was all so very… wrong. Today wasn’t supposed to be like that. It was supposed to be a bright day, with warm rays of the sun and white fluffy clouds. Lysella grumbled as she trudged onward through the mud and muck, cursing the weather. Storm or not, today was going to be a very important day.

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