She adjusted her glasses a little better and leaned over it. When we got to the edge of town, right near the woods, the sheriff signaled for me to get out, and before I left, he told me more:
“I don’t know what instincts the monster you’ve become will get from now on, but as much as possible, try to avoid killing or harming the women you’re going to have sex with. She took a quick shower and got ready to go after the teacher, but she was still after my cock. You’ll be pretty resistant to the cold and frosts of winter, but make yourself a hut or find a cave to shelter in, anyway.”
I lost myself in the brush that was at the edge of the woods, and for a moment when I looked back it seemed to me as if the sheriff was going to draw his pistol and shoot me and put an end in a simple way to the curse that was pressing upon me. “And why are you so sure that I won’t die if I’m shot with an ordinary bullet?”
Instead of responding, the sheriff drew his pistol and fired at me.
