Love & Letters

A Full Moon Ch. 03

Monday in the office was kinda funny in a scary way. I knew they were all Lycanthropes of whatever sort. Wolves were the most dominant here with a few tigers, owls and bears thrown in. The funny thing is I was not the least bit frightened and I should have been. I came in whistling and all the bitches took one sniff of me and look so confused. I know they smelled me, but they also smelled Patrick's scent that still lingered about me although he had told me how to clean up with a soap that neutralized odors to some extent. Yet I was wearing my heavy jacket since it was raining and we had cuddled in it together beside the fire before we drove back to Salem. His scent still lingered on it and thus on me. No need for him to mark his territory, I did it for him.

I stepped onto the elevator with a pretty brunette with pansy eyes and a great set of tits. Normally I would have been all over her but I was not in the mood for anyone other than Patrick. She on the other hand was very happy to see me. "Hi. You're Jonathan right?"

"Sure am."

"My name is Connie," she said with a sight purr in her voice.

"Ah, Constance Yates from accounting. I'm glad I caught you alone." Her face lit up and she stepped closer, her blouse seeming to open of its own accord to offer a great look into the Grand Canyon of Cleavage, the Marianas Trench of Tits. "Other than your duties in accounting you handle overseas accounts in the Caymans, right?" She nodded, sidling up closer to where her leg was touching mine. Heavy handed tactics that could get her fired. "The sales for that region are down by fifteen percent. I need you to inquire among your peers who is being lazy. Reviews are coming up after the next filing day and I would hate to bear the bad news since I have only been here a week."

The look on her face was comical. She was expecting something a bit more romantic I think. "I'm the only one who sells to that region," she said as she took a step back. Her nose must have told her I was not interested in her at all. I did not like to be hunted like this, it was a turnoff.

"Then I'm glad this was a private conversation. Try to get your sales up before reviews so I can say that a discreet word was all it took to get you back on track. I am sure Mr. McLeod will be happy to know his employees aren't lazy." She stepped closer again and slid her hand inside my jacket and pulled it away as if burned. "Oh! Are you okay? Did you cut yourself on my necklace?" I asked and pulled out the silver wolf head. She looked at it and took a very hasty step back just as the doors opened for my floor. "If it gets too painful you should get a band-aid. Can't risk infection." I waved as the doors closed and chuckled to myself, removing my outer jacket and letting them all see the pendant. Almost as a one every set of eyes looked to it, knew what it meant, and looked away.

"You are going to cause trouble, young man." I looked back at the janitor, that Sean Connery look alike. He glanced at the pendant and snickered. "Nice necklace."

"Thanks. Mr. Andrews sent it to me via my OA as a welcoming gift to the main office. Seems he likes that I play no favorites and don't tolerate prejudice where I work." I looked him dead in the eye, knowing this was one of Patrick's kind. His slightly wrinkled face broke into a grin.

"Seems like someone told ya before they should have." He did not seem displeased about that either. I think he was kind of happy I was openly saying I would not tolerate anyone putting the Canis Lunais down because they were born Lycans and not infected.

"It happens when I'm in charge of layoffs. I want to thank you, Eugene, for keeping my office so clean. Nice to know someone around here takes their duties seriously and with professional decorum." He nodded and went on about his day. I walked to my office and hung up my coat. Patrick came in with my memos and messages. "Close the door and let me hear what I have going on today." He closed the door and quietly came over to kiss my cheek.