WEREWOLF ANGEL: ANOTHER SNIPPET OF MY BOOK!

"Is she married? Perhaps a boyfriend?"

"No. I checked and doubled checked. No boyfriend. No friends with benefits. No one. And, and she’s not gay either! I checked that too." (By going to lesbian bars and see if she was there. He got kicked out every time.)

Good. That way Templeton didn’t have to kill the mate. Though... hmm... it would be interesting to feel the taste of human flesh dissolving, bit by bit, on his tongue. But it would, probably hinder the chances of ever again being accepted in Heaven.

"What else can you tell me about her?"

"She was, she was a master champion at playing marbles! When... she was a child."

Thomas searched his skull. Templeton was paying attention, almost effortlessly, like it used to be, when he was a full blooded angel, blue crystal blood running trough his angelic veins.

"She loves mangos. Hates coffee. She nurses birds back to health and sets them free. She still does that!" Thomas was smiling. The interview was shortly afterwards over. Thomas made pasta, ate a bit and went to bed. His sleep was heavy and without dreams.

Templeton didn’t sleep. Ever. The wolf part craved the moon and to go outside, running naked under the star’ gaze. He repressed this growing instinct, sat on the couch and turned the TV on.

It landed on a porn movie.

Two naked women were bathing each other, their hands washing each other’s dirty, dirty little (or big) breasts and then going downwards and washing, thoroughly, the dirty, dirty little pussies.

With their tongues.

Humans, so it seemed, where even more obsessed with cleanliness than he ever supposed. Their tongues found their way to all nooks and crannies on each other’s bodies. Everything had to be squeaky clean.

A heat wave came over Templeton. It was over in an instant and it was pleasurable. He looked down and saw a wet spot on his trousers, not understanding what the fuck just happened.

The next movie, however, cleared away all doubts.

Oh!, he thought, so that’s how one uses the pipe! (The pipe was his dick - to clarify.)

This human sexuality thing was somewhat new to him for the carnal encounter he had had with Lilith was not entirely made of flesh and the pleasure was a mix of spiritual and carnality.