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rolled on his back while I lolled on my stomach, my hands outstretched above my head. I rubbed the wool under my fingers, my breath returning. Many years ago, a mountain woman wove this rug, inch-by-inch on a loom made of bone and wood. Descending from my own peak, I dug my hands into her labor. I grasped her berries, her grass, her years she’d put into this rug.
    I turned my head sideways to look at Karl. He panted softly, his chest rising and falling like ocean waves.
    Karl turned his half-wolf head and smiled at me, bright fangs flashing free.
    On his belly his sex lay, oozing into the condom.
    “This is my favorite song,” he said.
    My ears perked up.
    I’d seen a dying artist sing the tune on Letterman, but couldn’t place the name.
    “Keep me in your heart,” Karl sang sweetly. Tears wet his cheeks.
    “Why are you crying?”
    “You’re a sweet girl. And I’m a big bad beast.”
    “I like you too, Karl and I like that you are a big,” I nudged his lolling cock, “bad beast.”
    There remained a question I needed to ask.
    “This is our second time.”
    “Yes.”
    “How many times before a wolf is exclusive?” I flushed.
    “Moving pretty fast, Grace,” my corner devil wagged her finger.
    “She’s moving too fast not to find this out now.” I bet you guessed who said that.
    He looked serious. “We wolves call it bonding. Bonding can happen after two times.”
     

sixteen
     
    Karl leapt up and disappeared into my bathroom.
    I leaned forward, wanting him to come back.
    He returned with my bottle of skin cream. Nice stuff, best I can afford. Vitamin E and Aloe. The scent of roses and rainwater. So, it said on the label. West Florida rain always smells like the ocean, but I bet they meant mountain snow-pack fresh spring rain like we used to get in Grand Rapids.
    Karl put some on his hands, and rubbed them together to warm the lotion.
    He soothed the lotion gently into my red and swollen carpet-tortured breasts.
    Karl transported me to heaven with his touch, like an angel he stroked me, taking away the pain. The hurt left me and good feelings rolled through my body. He gently rolled me over, commanding me with his hands. Karl held me on my side, easing lotion into my sore cheeks. He paid special attention to my right one, the one he’d been slapping. I purred. I can do that, I learned from my cat. He chuckled at the sound and kissed the back of my head. All too soon his careful rubbing ceased, and my soothed parts glowed as if bathed in the summer sun.
    Karl slid to his feet and reached out his hand to help me up. He sat on the couch and patted next to him.
    I guess I can sit on the same cushion with him now.
    He stroked his hand over my breast. Over the nipple he’d been pinching, and soothing.
    “Grace, I’m sorry. Is this too hard? Too soon?”
    I held his hand to my chest. “I didn’t say that.”
    “No. I did. It’s too fast for me. It should be too fast for you.”
    Oh my god, is he calling me a slut? Does he think I’m a slut?
    I don’t know how to act in these scenes!
    “I’m not usually like this. I don’t really date men.”
    “Your yoga teacher?”
    “What?” She never asked. “No, I don’t date women either. I mean, I’m straight.” Mostly. “I just work all the time.” I blew my hair from my forehead, but the damp strands dropped right back into my eyes. “We’re trying to rescue a paper.” He looked surprised. “Leslie and I.”
    “Oh right, The Key Times. ”
    “Yeah, but not just the paper. We provide business websites, SEO consulting, branding, that sort of thing.”
    “SEO?”
    Fucking A, how did this get so boring so fast.
    “Search engine optimization. So you come up first when someone Googles for what you sell.” Great elevator pitch, Grace. Next ask him what his budget is.
    He held up his hand. Thankfully.
    “Grace, I’d like to see you again. But, we should talk first. I want to make sure you know what you are getting into.” He ran his finger