"Well, I guess this is good night," Alex Ramsey said to Nate Anderson as they stood on the front porch of the Anderson house.
Both boys, brother werewolves as well as being in love with each other, had spent what each considered a wonderful evening together enjoying the full moon at Moon Lake's namesake body of water. But even if they weren't only high school juniors with an 11 pm curfew, alas all good things must come to an end. Which is why they reluctantly defurred, got dressed, and Alex drove Nate home.
"Alex..." began Nate, staring at his lover and best friend.
"Yes?" replied Alex, hopeful.
Then Nate gave his man a passionate kiss before taking a step back and saying, "I love you handsome."
"I love you too stud. See you for school in the morning," Alex said with a smile, before turning and going back to his car. I know we can't legally get married until after we're both 18, but sooner or later we have to figure out who should ask who and one of us finally get up the nerve to pop the question.
Inside, Nate's younger brother Eric had already finished his awkward talk with his parents and was now in his room, having his nightly Skype chat with his fiance Julie Stovall.
"Well, I'm sure the discussion was difficult to have, but isn't it nice to have the water clear now," she said, a somewhat sly reference considering they were both were-mers.
"True, but now I'm not sure how I feel about my parents having an open marriage," admitted Eric.
"Because it isn't us darling," said Julie with a smile, while holding the single pearl necklace she proudly wore within a webbed hand, since she was currently in her Stage 1 were-mermaid form.
"You're the only one for me my Jewel," said Eric with a smile, before blowing her a kiss.
Inside their parents master bedroom, a horny werecat was servicing an equally horny werefox, as Martha Anderson took the dominant "cowgirl" position to ride her husband William's thick vulpine penis, mewling in pleasure from both his top knot finally penetrating her and the caressing his paws were giving her breasts and nipples.
"Oohhh yes, my darling fox," purred Martha, even as she leaned forward to lick and kiss his muzzle. "No matter how much I'm able to indulge my need for tasty cream during the day now, THIS is the only way to finish the night!"
Martha's really become sexually liberated since acknowledging her bi side when she became a werecat, realized William, even as he feels his wife shudder on his penis, but this vulpine husband loves and is going to do everything he can to please his mate, he thought as he began to start thrusting harder into his wife.
Eventually all finally settled down to restful slumber.
Nate dreamed of the day he and Alex wed, hyphenating each other's name to show the full strength and commitment of their love.
Eric naturally dreamed of Julie, the two of them in their full were-mer forms as they escorted their children Eric Junior and Melinda* on an underwater family vacation some future summer**.
William dreamt of spending the rest of his lifetime loving his wife and making her happy, even to the point of not only he and Martha enjoying the pleasures of being grandparents someday, but perhaps even having another child of their own before it was too late for even weres to do so.
Martha slept peacefully in her husband's arms, at times dreaming of all the juicy cunts of the past she never tasted because of the years she repressed her feelings, other moments of sampling all the tasty pusses of her present and future like the Twists and Kat; but the one constant throughout her dreams was that of her loving husband and the happiness she felt with William by her side.
BUT ACROSS TOWN...
at the local motel, the second henchman Dieter Wilhelm had dispatched to Moon Lake to kill the man who was "intruding" on "their employer's fiance" was bored out of his mind!
Except for supply runs and to stretch his legs, he had been cooped up in his room ever since his compatriot texted him that the town was on alert for anything suspicious because of possible terrorist activity near Washington State's Pacific shoreline.
This henchman didn't know that he was actually in communication with the Moon Lake Police Department using a dead man's phone because the first henchman committed "Suicide by Cop" rather than betray their employer.***
But anybody's patience has limits, and he had finally reached his.
Okay. I've done my research, he thought, going back over everything he had strewn over the second king sized bed in his room. There's 3 different listings for JENKINS in Moon Lake. Between the phone book and the newspaper, one's a business, the second's a house, so the third's my target. I get up tomorrow, stake out the apartment, and kill the bastard trying to steal Dieter's girl when he comes home from college, he believed with total confidence, not knowing that he had just targeted Harry Jenkin's older brother Henry Junior.
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*Dreamt of by the happy couple WAY back in "Good Morning, My Love."
**Were-mers do not like to publicize the fact that they are born with the abilities to see, hear, speak, and breathe as well underwater as they do on dry land. It is only their webbing, scales, and tail that they gain during their first transformation.
***As detailed over the course of previous episodes.—tmw.