This is my very first try at writing a story that others will read, I hope it's good! Please leave comments and suggestions I take them seriously, I only wish to become a better writer.
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Oh and...Bite me
Samaj
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I'm obsessed. Plain and simple this is the only way to describe the way feel. I've read all the research papers; I've watched all the TV specials. I own posters, figurines, stuffed toys; I even have a few tattoos that are completely influenced by them. There is not one single piece of folklore or mythology that I haven't read. I have volunteered at zoos and I am constantly visiting areas where they have said to have been sighted. I love wolves. Nothing compares to them in my heart, and that is why I want to become one of them. I have the research and documents to back my cause. I will become a wolf, I only have to find one that will infect me first; and boy have they proven to be illusive! I'm so close I can smell it, but every time I get close to my goal I get blasted three steps back. So I have taken to knew tactics, wolves are very sexual creatures. If I can't find them then I will lure them to me. So this is my explanation as to why I have been seen in the wolf "hot regions" in North America. This particular bar seemed to be promising, hopefully I will find a wolf tonight.
As Samaj walked into to the bar she did a quick scan, and there were a few men that had the size and shape that she was looking for. However she didn't take this as being a sure thing because she has been to so many places before and met similar men that didn't have a trace of the gene that she was looking for. Samaj knew that her current tactics for luring in a wolf were very risky but her desire to be one of them completely clouded her judgment at times. Walking further into the bar she shed her coat strolling confidently to the bar. She was at least lucky enough to have the body for the job. At the average height of 5' 6" she still had all the curves that could be packed into her frame. Years of practicing good living habits allowed her the firmness and the healthy glow that it took to give her that eye catching allure that she owned. Tonight she had on a simple tank-top and blue jean combo, worn tight and cropped to show of her bronzed skin and multiple tattoos. Her long curly dark brown hair was tied in a loose braid down her back. Settling at the bar the quickly ordered her drink, "I'll have a long-island ice tea."
"You have some interesting tattoos there little lady." He said turning to prepare her drink.
"Ah, yes. I get that all the time," said Samaj paying him closer attention, "Wolves are my absolute favorite creature...Are there many around here?
"We do see 'em often I suppose,' he said looking at her closer, "Why do you ask?"
Samaj looked at him for a split second before she decided to trust him, after all she won't get any closer by sitting her not talking.
"Are the wolves around here...special in any way?" She asked him
"Special like what?" he said with a slight air of suspicion.
Sensing his suspicion Samaj got that special tingling feeling that she usually gets when she is about to sink her teeth into juicy information. He knew something and she knew that he knew.
"Do they sometimes change? Have you seen them walking upright?" she asked, probably with more excitement than the situation called for, but there was no helping it.
"Now little lady when I first saw you, you didn't strike me as crazy." He said shaking his head, "Don't go sticking your nose where it don't belong."
Upon hearing this she was only more tempted to ask questions once he handed her the drink she asked for she turned and scanned to bar for other potential information sources. So much promise oozed from her heart as she set her eyes on a new target. There was a man in the corner that was staring directly at her with an animalistic glint in his eyes, the very glint that she has been longing to see all these years.
"Oh yeah, let's do this." She said as she got up and sashayed over to his table.
The man was gorgeous. There was part of Samaj that said that he might be headed back to her hotel room just because. His olive skin and rich dark hair; held in a loose ponytail at the back of his neck was only part of his sex appeal. He also had a dark and dangerous feel to him, and his sleek muscular build and tall frame appealed to her in every way. She would enjoy this one in spite of her mission she could just feel it.