bad day to wear sweat pants

"So that's my story Mr.Dresden." Linda sat with her legs crossed uncomfortably, still not use to her new appendage.

"I can see why you wouldn't want to go to the police with this. That's quite the story." Harry shifted in his seat. "And such details." My cheeks flushed and I tried to hide my arousal.

"I...I didn't want to leave anything out. More information means you'll find her faster right?"

"Right," I cleared my throat before sipping on my black coffee. "Tell me, is it...still with you?"

"I wouldn't be here if it wasn't."

"Of course. Is there anything strange about it?" I raised his hand to stop her snide remark, "I mean besides the obvious. Any tattoos or markings on it or your body that weren't there before?"

"Well...When I woke up after, in my own bed even, I had a tattoo on my back."

"May I see it?" She stood and turned around, pulling her cherry red hair to one side exposing her shoulder to me, a faint hint of black ink peaked behind the collar of her shirt. Slowly I lowered the collar exposing a black star falling from heaven. "Interesting, and you say you didn't have this before?"

"No." Her breath became shallow.

"You didn't go to a tattoo parlor at all that night? You wouldn't be the first person that had." She shivered as I caressed the star.

"I don't like tattoos Mr.Dresden." Quickly I sketched out the star and sky as best I could.

"I'll see what I can do Ms. Mahoney."

"Is there anything you can do about it right now?" she begged, her voice full of a desperate urgency.

"I'm afraid without knowing what I'm dealing with I could wind up making the problem worse."

"It can't get any worse than this Mr.Dresden." She turned around slowly, her bulge stood out even in her tight jeans. Skinny jeans were terrible for hiding boners, believe me. Her bulge was at least nine inches and thick as a coke bottle.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Would you like to...use the bathroom?"

"It's not just that Mr.Dresden, I..."

"You can tell me."

"I want to fuck!" She shouted, "I can't stop thinking about sex. I rarely even used to masturbate let alone have sex and now I want to have sex with everyone!"

"I hate to tell you this but, that's male puberty for you."

Her eyes bulged, I wasn't sure if it was anger or fear, "How do you people cope?!"

"Usually we spend an inordinate amount of time in the bathroom." She nodded slowly as if realizing why some possible male family member took long showers. "You haven't been with anyone since...have you?"

"Who would want me now!?" She fired back in anger, this time I was sure.

"You'd be surprised." I fought hard to hide my smile, "I'll hit the books and see what I can find and call you." I ushered her out the door quickly.

"Please hurry!" She begged, pressing her body against mine. I could still feel her new appendage as it dug into my hip. I nodded wordlessly and guided her out the door.

"Fuck me!" I whispered and ran across the cold floor to the bathroom.