A Big Wolf 🐺On A Leash - Book 2

Glorious are thy deeds, O Lord!

With a strength she didn't even know she had in her, Lois kicks down the door and enters the room.

The spectacle she sees is tragicomic to say the least, and very, very surreal. Honestly, Lois never expected to see anything like this.

Peter, the indifferent Peter who only cares about himself, is on the floor, on all fours, and his face is deep in a pussy - Nora's pussy - Nora's pussy of all women! And the funny thing is, Nora is enjoying it. You can see it all over her face.

That's why he kept her around all the time. That's why Nora was the only friend Peter allowed Lois to have.

Just for a moment, Lois thought, Why her and not me? What does she have to offer that I don't? But she immediately dismissed the thought. It doesn't matter why. The main thing is that everyone gets what they really deserve.

Peter and Nora turn their heads in surprise and look at Lois, who begins to laugh uncontrollably.

Lois: Really, Peter? And here I thought you had better taste. You are just a junk dealer!

Nora, frowning, covers her body with the sheet and Peter, furious, stands up, wipes his mouth, and begins to move threateningly against Lois.

Peter: What the hell are you doing here, you stupid sheep? Didn't I tell you not to come unless-

Lois raises her hand.

Lois: Stay back, Peter. Don't come any closer or I may reach for something and bash your skull in.

Peter: Oh, really?

Peter starts to laugh snidely, but stops his approach, which elicits a proud smile from Lois. For the first time, someone is taking her words seriously, and it makes her feel really good.

I don't have to tell you that there's a lot of tension flying around. The sparks of hatred between them are almost visible. Nora is still lying in bed. Peter is standing there naked, seething with anger, and Lois is leaning against the wall with her arms folded in front of her chest. They look at each other with hostility, waiting to see which one of them will make the first move, which one will talk first.

Nora: So, what's it going to be? Do you want us to look at each other any longer? Say something so we can get it over with.

Peter: Nora, shut up!

Lois: No, Peter. Your bitch is right. We need to put an end to this comedy.

Nora: Better talk to me, sheep.

Lois: Screw you, bitch! I just caught my fiancé between your fat legs. I'll talk to you any way I want.

Peter: You have a fucking attitude, don't you think? Go wait for me downstairs. When I'm done here, I'll come talk to you...

Lois: No, asshole. I'm not taking any more orders from you. Now it's your turn.

Peter: Okay, you...

Lois: Shut up, Peter! I'm talking now, and you are listening. We are through, Peter. I'm breaking up with you. I'm leaving and I'm never coming back. I never want to see you again.

Peter bursts into unrestrained laughter.

Peter: Now come on, Lois. Stop fooling around. Don't write checks that can bounce. And where exactly are you going? Back to your parents? That's a laugh.