He was insufferable at first. I was not too fond of this wolf that was periodically invading my space, well, the bar stool next to me anyway.

Asking to buy me a drink, asking for my number, making small talk I tried to dodge.

I was just there to have a few drinks, unwind, be left alone, and go home.

Later he sat at a table across from my stool with what I guess were a few of his friends and was laughing and joking with them for a good hour.

As this was going on, I nursed another Gin and Tonic for a bit, and then, for why I dont know why, I glanced over to the table.

Wolf boy was sitting sideways to the table holding his phone showing his friends something and I saw it.

I choked just a bit on the sip of the G&T i was drinking, seeing clearly the outline of a well hung wolf indeed through his pants.

He turned at my muffled choke and looked right at me looking at him, and asked for my number again.

I was clearly impressed with what was in his pants, but I know how these things go once they know what I am.

I am just drunk enough to be impulsive and stupid - they might actually mean the same thing as I think about it.

I turned on the stool facing him fully.

"You can have my number if you like this," As I unfastened my jacket pulling it free, and he saw my breasts, "but there is one other thing"

He already had his phone in his hand ready to take down my number, and I swear that beast in his pants got bigger.

"You have to not mind this," as I slowly opened my legs, pulling my skirt up enough by doing so, to show off my chastity caged bits.

He looked at me confused for a second, but after that short pause he asked, "is it the 206 area code?"

You don't say no, to an empty belly and a wolf that's hanging on your door.