We all settled down to dinner without incident. Joanne kept making eyes at Kristy (and me for that matter) but her eyes stayed clear of amber. Even with her amped up sex drive she should be good through dinner I figured. We had just gone at it.
I served the steaks we had prepared for dinner, along with some veggies and a nice wine we had bought the day before. Joanne dug first, but looked a little unhappy. Probably because I had cooked her steak. She hid it well though, recognizing that it wouldn't do to tip her hand and scare Kristy.
"This steak is pretty rare," Kristy complained.
"Sorry that's how we like 'em," I said, "I think the grill is still hot if you want me to give it another round."
"No that's okay, I'm not that hungry anyways." Kristy said and then turned to her veggies.
Something struck me. All our glasses of wine were near empty, Joanne steak was gone. Judging by before Kristy should have been ravenous for the meat. Then it struck me. I had forgotten to spike Kristy's drink. Never out of sight I hadn't had a chance, the bottle was still resting in a drawer in our kitchen. The whole evening would be a waste if Kristy didn't get her taste of wolfdom! What was I going to do?