I was wet, he was able to slide in easily. Running water, I realised and quickened my step. I frowned. “Please”, I moaned, wrapped my legs around his body, just above his tail. This time it was different. Who else was here? Was it wrong to want him? No, but it dawned on me, that I had missed out on something. By now I was laughing, after the shock and the fear, sending the werewolf into the water and see him shake himself like a wet dog just did this to me. What would it be today? “Not far now. I thought…”, his voice trailed off and I looked at him. It did not matter, that we were not able to talk. At least it was a routine, some stability in my life. A new noise reached my ears. This place was beautiful. The werewolf moved. He splashed back. Without thinking I spread my legs, reached out for him. Just stay here, feel him under me, his fast heartbeat slowing down. Just as I was about to open my eyes a shower of droplets hit me. This time it was different.
