My classes stretched on one after the other and it seemed like they would never end, but finally I made it to my last class, Writing 101. This was supposed to be an easy course just to finish out my credits, but the tough writing assignments, combined with the unnerving, giggling girls had made it my most dreaded. When I got to the room I was happy to see it was another presentation day. I wouldn’t have to worry about listening to the professor drone on and take notes about what she’d said. Instead, I could relax a little. There were other students presenting their papers now, and since I’d already gone, I wasn’t the one in the hot seat.
I almost balked when the professor called out the name ‘Aimee’ and I saw one of the dark haired girls who had been giggling at me the prior week stand up. She did a talk on equality and justice for all. As she spoke, she stared right at me. It was so evident that even other members of the class turned to see who she was looking at. I felt mortified as I slunk down in my chair. What exactly was she getting at anyway? Did she want equality for all normal humans, leaving werewolves to be outcasts because we had such enhanced skills? Or, did she mean we were all equals—shifter or not? I wasn’t sure, but I couldn’t wait for the class to end. After she spoke, she joined her other silly friend and they both looked at me and nodded. I was so creeped out.
I decided not to focus on it and instead turn my thoughts to Todd and Dave. I sighed to myself and glanced at my watch. In just a short while this class would be over and I would be on my way home, thank God. Todd was coming over from the restaurant with pizza and beer and we were going to have a nice, long discussion with Dave about our relationship as a threesome.
I chewed lightly on my lower lip, deep in thought. After the discussion, I was hoping to get in both men’s pants. It was as simple and honest as that. I couldn’t wait to have them licking, sucking and probing me everywhere—my lips, breasts, butt, thighs, pussy—my entire body. Just thinking about it made me wet with excitement.
I was so absorbed in my thoughts I barely heard the professor dismiss us. I bent down and picked up my duffel slowly, feeling sleepy after the dull class. As I slung it over my shoulder, I decided I would go directly to Slice of the Pie and meet Todd and then we could drive to the apartment together. First things first though, I had to go to the bathroom.
I pushed open the door to the ladies’ restroom and picked a stall. Just as I finished my business and flushed, I heard the main door swing open, then close again. I walked out of the stall gingerly, but saw nothing. It was weird that no one else was in the bathroom. I quickly washed my hands and left. The hallway was empty, but I still had an eerie feeling. I glanced up and down, but the hallways were a ghost town.
Shrugging, I started to walk briskly towards the exit. The sooner I was out of there and with Dave and Todd the better, but I’d only gone a few steps when I heard a shuffling noise coming from one of the corridors. I could feel my heart race and I began to panic. I started to run as fast as possible. I had to get out of here as quickly as I could.
“Wait, Beverly Collingswood!” a feminine voice cried out.
“Stop!” a deep, male voice demanded.
I kept running but turned my neck to glance quickly behind me. Right on my heels were the two giggling girls from class and a lean, muscular man. Oh God, oh God! How I wished I were in my wolf. But I wasn’t, and transitioning in front of them wasn’t an option. I felt like throwing up, I was so scared.
“Leave me alone!” I shouted over my shoulder.
I kept running as fast as my legs would take me, but I’d never been the best runner. In just a few seconds they were on me, and the wiry man grabbed my arm with a forceful, firm grip!
Part III
Part Three
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“What the… Get your hands off of me!” I exclaimed, pulling as hard as I could to get away from the skinny man. Despite his wiry, slender physique, he was very strong. With his hand wrapped tightly around my arm I couldn’t move. Oh God! He must be a member of the WHO group trying to kidnap me, just like they’d tried to kidnap Lisa and Shelby. Breathing hard, I tried to pull away again. Why in a school that boasted close to 30,000 undergrads was there no one nearby to help me, the one moment I needed help the most?
“Let her go, Arturo. She is afraid.” The dark haired girl, Aimee, said firmly. “Beverly, we are not here to hurt you.”
As Arturo released his grip, I narrowed my eyes. “You are not here to hurt me?! He just grabbed me. What do you people want?” I demanded to know.
“We want to talk to you,” Arturo said, “and you’ve never given us a chance to.”
“Well, this is not the way to do it!” I cried, rubbing my aching arm. “Aren’t you members of the WHO group—the Werewolf Haters Organization?”
“No, we are not. I am so sorry Arturo grabbed you. Let me introduce all of us. I am Aimee,” She directed her gaze to the other dark haired girl and the skinny man. “This is Lina, and that is Arturo.”
I gave Arturo a disgusted look. “Thanks for the bruise…”
“Sorry,” he grunted.
“Ok, well tell me what this is all about then?” I snapped.
“We admire you,” Aimee said. “We heard about that nasty WHO group, so we started our own werewolf group. We want to show you that we think you, and others like you, are great!”