Tanya pulled Gabriel to the chair and sat him down. She told him she was going to dance for him and tease him until he begged for her to make love to him. Gabriel sat on his hands as instructed. No touching, Tanya had instructed, or she’d stop. He sat and watched his bare chest heave as he panted slightly in anticipation. Gabriel faced the mirror. He heard the soft music start as Tanya walked and stood to face him. She turned her back to face the mirror. Her hips wriggled with the beat as she lifted her t-shirt above her head. She smiled over her shoulder as he watched the reflection of her breasts. She cupped them as she smiled and winked.

Tanya licked her lips and spun. Gabriel fixed his eyes on hers as she teased open the zipper of her faded denim jeans. She leaned forward and whisked her long hair across his face. She pulled her jeans lower and pooled them around her ankles. Tanya tilted her head. Her hand reached between her breasts and tugged at the front clasp of her aqua-colored bra. Her heaving bosoms swung free as they fell out perfectly. Her arm crossed over her chest as she stood. She spun around and faced the mirror as she watched herself drop her arm in seduction. Gabriel leaned to the side and saw her fumble with her nipples. Her gaze lifted, and her bottom lip was firmly clamped between her teeth. Next, Tanya stepped back. Her panties just covered the crack of her ass as her thumbs slid into the elastic of them. Her hips wriggled as she pulled them over her soft skin, her ass now bared as she bent over.

Gabriel felt a rush in his loins, his shaft twitched as arousal started to fill him. He watched Tanya bend and run her extended finger over her mound. She sighed and moaned as she inserted a naughty digit into her body. Her head rocked back, and her long blonde hair whipped her back as she stopped doing the deed and then stood to face Gabriel. His shorts bulged as she walked over and straddled his left thigh. Her hand rested on his shoulder as she arched her back and rubbed her wetness over his muscled legs. Her breasts jutted forward as Gabriel tried to take her nipple into his mouth.

Tanya pushed against his shoulder, her plump breasts brazenly exposed, just inches from his face. "Not yet big boy," she murmured.

Tanya gyrated her hips and ground her body against Gabriel's thigh. She stood and walked behind him. Her hands fell over his shoulders as she pulled her nails up his hardened chest. Next, she wantingly kissed his neck softly as he thought back to the dream he’d had about Jemma. Images of her hand rubbing his thigh filled his mind now. His shorts bulged as Tanya reached down and rubbed her fingers over the heat of his loins.

"God," he whimpered in a moan. Tanya pushed her breasts against his broad shoulders. Her hardened nipples pushed into his skin as she pulled his ear between her seductive teeth.

Tanya whispered. "You want me?"

"Jesus-yes!" he exclaimed.

"Not yet," she giggled, walking back to face Gabriel. She stepped forward and pushed her fingers inside the waist of his shorts. "Lift your hips," she murmured.

Gabriel raised his hips as Tanya pulled his shorts over his muscular buttocks. She slid them down to his knees and dropped them to his ankles. He lifted his feet and kicked his shorts to the side of the living room. Tanya laughed playfully as she got to her knees and positioned herself between his legs. Her head bowed as her long hair fell over his hardened shaft. Gabriel bit his lip and sucked in sharp breaths as his manhood hardened more. He throbbed and ached for her.

Tanya rubbed her hands on his inner thigh and teased the length of his cock with her tongue. Gabriel breathed out a sigh of grateful pleasure as her tongue swirled around the tip of his manhood. Her soft and full lips were wrapped tightly around his cock as her head lowered. She sucked hard as she swallowed the length of his arousal.

Gabriel's legs quivered. Tanya bobbed her head as her tempo increased. Her hand was pushed hard against his chest as he watched her reflection in the mirror. Her peachy ass wriggled as he saw her head rise and fall into his loins. His hands were still pushed firmly under his hips, and he was tempted to pull them free and caress Tanya's sensual, perfect, naked body. He didn't want her to stop as she pushed his body closer to his final moment.

"T—T—Tanya," Gabriel managed to squeal. "Make love to me."

Her tongue swirled a final time as she pulled her head from his loins. A provocative glint filled her eyes as she stood and straddled his hips. Her fingers circled his hard shaft and pushed it against her soft mound. Like magic, she pushed the tip of his cock past the gates of her womanhood and then inched her body lower onto him.

"My god!" he yelled.

Her hotness sheathed his hardened length as she lifted and dropped her hips. Her body clenched and pulled on him as her sexual prowess clawed to free the seed from his body.

"Let me touch you," he whimpered as he tried to tease her ample breasts with his mouth.

His neck craned as Tanya held her budded peak away from the tip of his tongue. Her body slid down on his hardness as sensations flooded through his hips in a beautiful wave of lust and a desperate need for her. Gabriel thrust his hips from the chair to meet each push of her sensual body. His rock-hard shaft delved deeper into her with each rhythmic drive of her hips. Her arched back pushed her breasts closer to his wanting mouth. Her head lolled from side to side as her hair hung over her back.

"I want to make you come without you touching me," she whispered softly into his ear.

Gabriel's grip tightened on the solid oak chair that was next to him. He held onto it because it helped him not to touch her, as was requested. His knuckles whitened as blood stopped flowing to his fingers. His hips raised as Tanya's womanhood accommodated the full length of his hardness. She writhed and rocked as her hotness welled inside of her. Butterflies filled her stomach as a tidal wave of erotic pulses flooded to her core.

"Mmm, I'm almost coming," she gasped as Gabriel pushed his shaft deeper into her.

"Not yet!" he ordered.

Tanya pulled herself from the full length of Gabriel's shaft. She looked deeply into his eyes. "Take me from behind."

Gabriel stood as Tanya gripped hold of the wooden chair. She pushed her ass back and spread her legs to accommodate him. Gabriel nudged his hardness inside as his finger dug into the softness of her hips. The chair rocked as Gabriel pushed his loins faster, deeper. Now, his tempo increased as he felt he was ready to burst. His hand caressed the soft skin of Tanya's ass as she gyrated her hips and accommodated the full thrust of his manhood. Her head turned, strands of blonde hair parted. Gabriel saw the look of satisfaction as it started to fall over her face. Her lips pouted as tassels of her hair pushed into the corner of her mouth. Her head bowed further as she pushed her hips back, hard and firm against his horny loins.

"This time, I'm really going to come," she squealed.

Gabriel lifted his gaze and watched as their entwined bodies rocked as one in the mirror. He smiled to himself as he watched his stomach tense. He thrust and let out an almighty scream.

"God," he yelled as he exploded. Tanya arched her back down and pushed back. Her legs quivered as her body shook with satisfaction.

"Yesss!!" she screamed out as she exhaled profoundly, trying to empty her chest of every last ounce of breath. Sexual splendor washed over their entwined bodies as Gabriel slumped. He stepped back as Tanya turned and sat on the old wooden chair.

"Wow, that was something else," she panted.

"You don't have to tell me twice," he replied.

"Is that what happened in your dream?" she asked as she opened her eyes and watched for a change in his expression.

"A dream is nowhere near as good as the real thing."

* * *

Kelvin found the doctor who'd treated Kat. He dragged him to her room and explained what had happened. The doc wanted to report it to the cops once he’d stabilized Kat from the liquid in the IV tube, which soon turned out to be the poisonous alkaloid known as strychnine. The doc said to Dustin he’d reacted in the nick of time. If it hadn't had been diluted in the saline solution, Kat would’ve convulsed, choked, and been dead before he’d had a chance to get to her room.

Dustin explained everything to the doc, he seemed a good enough person to understand that everything he heard was strictly off the record, and it was all for Kat's safety. It seemed apparent that whoever robbed the ambulance found out Kat hadn’t died at the scene. That must be thanks to Nurse Astrid. She was linked to whoever was behind it all, and with her roaming around in the hospital, Kat would never be the same.

The doc pulled the chart from the bottom of Kat's bed. He pulled his pen from his breast pocket and pushed the top with his thumb. The pen rested on the clipboard as he faced Dustin.

"This is irregular, and I might lose my license, although I've known Kat since before she graduated, and to hand her over to two werewolves is unheard of. However, you’ve saved her life… twice," he commented as his hand started to scribe across the paper. He pushed his wrist from his sleeve and checked his watch. "Time of death, four-seventeen pm." The clipboard was laid out on the bed as he explained he’d go and arrange transport to the Towers. It had to be incognito, because if Nurse Astrid got wind of it, she’d blow the lid on the whole ruse.

"We have to do something with her, as well. As it stands, she doesn't know that we know that she tried to poison Kat. To the outside world, she slipped away," Dustin added.

"Well, I think Kat will be unconscious for an hour or so, so we have a chance to get her downstairs. Everything should look real. You have to show grief, though. It's no good acting as if nothing has happened," the doc explained.

"I can do that,” Kelvin said as tears welled up in his eyes. "I took drama, and I was pretty good at it for a while."

The doc huffed and smiled. "Just don't go over the top. You’re only a friend, not family." Kelvin nodded and said he'd pull back on his emotions.

Kelvin found it easy to fake crying, it had served him well when he was bullied. Not one of his bullies had ever noticed they had eaten a worm sandwich, though.

The doc left the room as Dustin and Kelvin waited. The room was silent, apart from a faint hum of the air-conditioning unit that pumped cool air from the ceiling. The intercom outside in the hallway belted into life as they heard there was a need for a body to be taken to the mortuary. Any second, a team would come and remove Kat's body and wheel her down the corridor, then enter the lift. Instead of heading to the morgue, they'd turn in the other direction and wheel her into an unmarked vehicle.

Kelvin watched as the door handle angled downward and the door slowly opened. Dustin grabbed the bedsheet and covered Kat's head. Two orderlies entered the room, dressed in unflattering blue smocks and pants. They smiled compassionately, unaware that Dustin and Kelvin hardly knew Kat. To them, they might as well be family. The first orderly had short, almost-shaven hair, and had beautiful skin that was the color of golden flowers.

"If you want to follow us, the doc’s downstairs," he said as they lifted Kat's body to another gurney. He checked the clipboard and looked at his watch. "I see she worked here. Sayang!" he said to the second orderly.

Kelvin knew that wasn’t Spanish. "Where you from?" he asked.

"Denver City," the orderly replied. "Why?"

Kelvin shrugged his shoulders. "I thought you were Mexican. That word isn't Spanish."

"It isn't, no, my grandparents are from Manila. I'm exposed to the lingo at home, so I pick up a few words here and there. I can't hold a conversation though."

"What does it mean, anyway?"

"It basically means, what a waste."

"You got that right. She wasn’t very old and was doing something she loved," Kelvin replied as his head bowed and he started to sob.

They walked into the hallway and followed the orderlies as they pushed the trolley to the elevator. Dustin saw every face he passed show sympathy for their loss at Kat's motionless body that was laid on the cart. The doors of the elevator opened on the ground floor. They stepped out and waited for the cart to be wheeled down the ramp to the mortuary. Kelvin spotted Nurse Astrid through a crowd of nurses. She peered over their shoulders as they exited the hospital canteen. Kelvin began his act and wept. His hands rubbed at his eyes as Dustin joined in and comforted him.

"Why, why did she have to go that way?" Kelvin muttered through trembling lips as the corner of his eyes were monitored by Astrid. He saw her nod and smile as her back turned and she walked back to the canteen.

The doc stood by the doors of the mortuary. He explained to the orderlies that he would take over and wheel the body inside. Not wanting to argue with a senior doctor, they immediately handed her over and headed back up the ramp.

"Quick, follow me," he whispered as he walked to the loading bay door. He pushed the green button, and the motor whirred into life, and quickly the door lifted to expose a dark blue VW van with the doors already opened. "These guys are safe, they’ll take you to Clifton Towers," the doc muttered. "Now, just keep all this quiet for now."

Kelvin thanked the doc as the shutter door closed in front of him. He glanced at the side of the van. Dead to Rights Funeral Services —We’ll have you covered. He shook his head and climbed into the back of the van. He sat on a crate of urns, and Dustin jumped in before the doors closed, then the van fell into darkness. Kelvin fumbled in the dark and held Kat's warm hand.

“Death is always sudden no matter how long you wait.”