{"sf1_id":10321,"sf2_id":"214pr0Y1","title":"Curtus Howling Part 2","author":"BlackWulf","words":4733,"posted_at":"2006-04-15T01:12:00.000Z","tags":["Character Development","Love","M/F","Music","Plot Development","Rock","Romance","Series","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/10321-curtus-howling-part-2","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/214pr0Y1","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=10321\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#2 of Curtus Howling","content":"NOTE TO READER: There is STRONG sexual activity in this chapter, but alas no sex scenes. Sorry perves. Again the same thing \"this is intended for mature audiences.\" If you don't know where babies come from then don't read this. And again yes this is a furry.  \n(Okay when I previewed this it came out all weird...some of the sentences  \nget cut off...for right now it's going to have to stay that way, cause I'm tired  \nand I'm going to bed [11:00pm]. You can still get the story from whats going on....so ya....enjoy)  \n  \nChapter 2  \n  \nLinda made it to her car and back to her home safely. She could still smell Curtus on her. She took out the folded napkin and placed it on the lamp desk in her living room. She set off to her bedroom and went to sleep, thinking of Curt.  \n  \nCurt went to his apartment and took a shower. He could still she Linda's face, and he couldn't help but compare it to Hers. \"Good please. I beg you to, if at all, make this one work.\" He got out of the shower and dressed in shorts and went to bed.  \n  \nThe next morning Linda went to the kitchen to grab a bowl of Total cereal. She then took it to the living room and sat in front of the T.V. She went to grab the remote when she noticed the napkin on the lamp desk. She picked it up and sniffed it. It still held Curt's scent. She opened it up to see Curt's signature.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Curtus Howling  \n  \nShe stared at it for a while until she noticed that there was backwards lettering appearing on the other side of the napkin. She turned it over to reveal Curt had written down his number and drew a very quick sketch of a wolf's head.  \n\"Slay devil\" She got up and went for the phone. She paused as her hand went out to grab it. \"Maybe he's not up yet. I'll just wait.\"  \n  \nCurtus sat in front of his T.V. playing his Xbox with the phone right next to him. He could barely sleep. Images of Linda flooded his head. Images of Her as well. \"Maybe she's not up yet. Maybe she didn't find the number.\" He shook the thoughts from his mind. \"She'll call.\"  \n  \n2 hours pasted  \n  \nLinda finally picked up the phone and started to dial. She paused. \"What am I going to say?\" She when to shut off the phone, but press the dial button instead. \"Shit.\"  \n  \nThe ringing of the phone startled Curt. He almost pounced on the phone as he answered it.  \n\"Hello?\"  \n\"Hi. Curtus?\"  \n\"Yes.\"  \n\"Hey it's Linda. You know from last night.\"  \n\"Hey there.\" His tail started to wag. How could he have forgotten? She was constantly on his mind.  \n\"Nice little doodle you got here.\"  \nCurt laughed uneasily. \"Yeah well I wasn't sure you seen the number. I drew that 'doodle' so you would be able to remember me. You must have had so many guys give you their number last night.\" There was no hint of sarcasm in his voice. He really did believe she had other numbers to call.  \n\"No. Just yours.\" Linda said halfheartedly.  \n\"I don't know to be blessed or insulted by that.\" He said playful.  \n\"Insulted.\" She replied giggling. Her tail slightly wagging.  \nHe to laughed.  \n\"I was starting to worry you didn't see the number.\"  \n\"Oh I did. I was just going to let hang for a little bit.\"  \n\"Well\" He smiled.  \n\"So what are you up to? Writing any more songs?\"  \n\"No, no writing. Just sitting around. Play games.\"  \n\"Oh so you're a game geek as well?\"  \nCurt laughed.  \n\"Yeah I never really got into those things. Maybe you could teach me sometime.\"  \nCurt's ears perked up. \"Was that just hint for a date?\" \"Ahh ya sure anytime?\"  \n\"Well okay then it's a date.\"  \n\"It was.\" \"Okay it's a date then.\"  \n\"Alright well I guess I'll see you later then.\"  \n\"Sure later.\" Curt went to hang up the phone.  \n\"Curt wait\"  \n\"Yes.\"  \n\"You doing any singing tonight?\"  \n\"Nope not tonight sorry.\"  \n\"Damn.\" She mistakenly said that out loud.  \n\"What was that?\"  \n\"Nothing.\" She wanted to hear him sing again. See him in that collar again.  \n\"Okay then.\"  \n\"Well I should get going. Got a ton of things to do.\"  \n\"Okay well I'll let you good.\"  \n\"See ya Curt.\"  \n\"See ya Linda.\"  \nLinda hung up.  \nCurt still had the phone to his ear. He sniffed it picking up only the phantom of her scent.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As the day passed all Curt could do was think about Linda and the soon-to-be-undetermined-date. It was rounding 4:00pm when Curt realized he didn't have anything planned for supper.  \n  \n\"Well I've got some chicken in the fridge. Maybe I could do for some Shake 'n Bake.\" Curt then drove down to the store. When he got there he grabbed a cart and started to walk the aisle. Grabbing some odds and ends that he needed. Shampoo, toothpaste, body wash, Gatorade. You know the usual stuff. He then walked down the aisle that had the Shake 'n Bake. He saw it. The last box of Garlic Chicken Shake 'n Bake and he wanted it. He went to grab for it when another pair of hands when for it too.  \n\"Excuse me sir, but I had this first.\"  \n\"That voice, there is no fucking way.\" \"Linda?\" Curt looked up.  \n\"Oh my God! Hi Curtus!\" They both held on to their end of the box. \"How are you doing?\"  \n\"I'm doing fine. Yourself?\"  \n\"Good just shopping.\"  \n\"Same.\"  \nThere was a small tug on the box from Curt's end.  \n\"From the way it looks you seem to like Shake 'n Bake was well.\"  \n\"Much.\" She pulled slightly on the box, neither let go.  \nCurt smiled.  \n\"What's a big wolf like yourself going to do with such a small meal?\" She tapped his nose playfully.  \n\"Small? I usually end up with far to many leftovers.\"  \n\"And you eat all alone?\"  \n\"Mostly, yes.\"  \n\"Well I can't have that now can I?\"  \nCurt looked at her puzzled.  \n\"You're coming over to my place for dinner.\"  \nCurt's ears perked up a little. Linda pulled the box out of Curt's hands and placed it in her cart.  \n\"All I need now is the chicken.\"  \n\"Umm I have some defrosting at my place.\"  \nLinda murred quietly to herself. \"Oh really? Well, I guess I'll come over to your place then.\"  \nCurt's tail wagged a little. \"Okay then.\"  \n\"I'll just need to drop my things off at my apartment then I'll head  \nover to your place.\"  \n\"I'll follow you there. Where do you live?\"  \n\"Parkway Apartments17C if you must know.\"  \nCurt's ears perked up even more.  \n\"What's up Curt?\"  \n\"I live in 17D. The floor above you.\"  \nLinda's ear perked up as well and her tail began to wag heavily. All  \nthe years she's lived there and she's never seen him.  \n\"Well at least I don't have to drive to far.\" Linda joked.  \n\"Yeah.\" Curt smiled back.  \nThey followed each other to the checkout and back to the apartment.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Curt was a gentlemen as he opened both apartment complex and  \nelevator door for Linda. Moments later the elevator stopped at floor  \nC as Linda got off.  \n\"See you soon Curt.\"  \n\"Ya, see you soon.\"  \nShe walked down the hallway and with every other step she flicked  \nher tail. She was toying with Curt. Curt's eyes followed her as the  \ndoors closed. He then shook his head and smiled.  \n  \nCurt walked to his apartment and began to get ready for Linda's  \narrival. He took the cloths that were draped over the back of chairs  \nand through them into the hamper. He then picked up empty  \nGatorade bottles and tossed them in the trash. He packed away his workout  \nmachine and  \nsnuffed out the incense he had burning. There  \nwas a knock on the door. Curt ran to answer it.  \n  \n\"Hello Linda.\" He said as he opened the door.  \n\"Hey there Curt. Brought the Shake n' Bake.\"  \nHe smiled. \"Well, good. Can't have a party without it.\"  \n\"Well then I'm glad I brought it then. She walked in and handed the  \nbox to Curtus.  \n\"I'll go get this ready. Make yourself at home.\"  \nLinda walked around the apartment, taking in the sights and smells.  \n\"Were you burning something?\"  \n\"What,\" Curt yelled from the kitchen, \"Oh ya. Incense.\"  \n\"Humm. Smells good what is it?\"  \n\"Thanks, it's called Dragons Blood.\"  \n\"Oh how dark of you.\"  \nCurt smiled to himself.  \n\"Your apartment looks a hell of a lot like mine.\"  \n\"Yeah, how's that?\" Curt began to shake the chicken in the bag.  \n\"Just the layout. Where the television is and couch. Pretty much everything in between.\"  \n\"Well that probably could be said for all the apartments. This place is  \none big cookie cutter of itself.\" He took the chicken out of the bag and placed  \nit onto the  \ntray and put it into the oven.  \n\"True.\"  \nCurt cringed at that word. \"Get over it. It's Linda out there, not Her.\"  \nShe glanced over to an unfinished drawing of the city. \"Nice artwork  \nyou got here.\"  \nCurt snapped out of it. \"Which drawing is that?\"  \n\"This one of the city.\"  \n\"Oh that one. Yeah that one sucks.\"  \nLinda gasped. \"Well, someone's very critical of themselves.\"  \nCurt walked out of the kitchen and towards Linda.  \n\"Well, we are our own worst enemy.\"  \n\"Says you.\"  \nHe smiled. \"So what should we do for the next few minutes?\"  \n\"Well, you did promise me that you'd teach me to play videogames.\"  \n\"Ahh that's right.\" He walked over to the T.V. and turn both it and  \nthe Xbox on.  \n\"So what are we playing?\"  \n\"It's a game called Soul Caliber. It's a fighting game.\"  \n\"Oh. Okay.\"  \nCurt explained the characters and the buttons for the game. They  \npicked their characters and went at it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; 5 games later with no wins on Curt's end.  \n  \n\"Why do I feel like I just got stiffed?\"  \n\"Because I come from a family where I'm the only girl. My three  \nbrothers love videogames and I wanted to fit in so I learned to play.\"  \n\"Ahh...had much practice?\"  \n\"Lots.\"  \n'Three brothers, great. If I fuck this up I'm a dead man.' \"So what  \nare you to your brother's age wish?\"  \n\"I'm the youngest.\"  \nCurt's ears moved back slightly 'Oh God not good.'  \nLinda noticed this. \"Is there a problem Curtus?\"  \nHe shook his head to snap himself out of it. \"No nothing.\"  \nLinda gave a half smile half frown as she looked away.  \n\"Well I think dinners ready.\" Curt got up and headed for the kitchen.  \nLinda's eyes followed him as he got up. She was checking him out.  \nHer eyes traveled down his body until they ended up on his butt.  \n\"God he got a nice ass.\"  \n\"What would you like to drink?\" Curt called from the kitchen.  \n\"Umm...you got any wine?\"  \nCurt raised and eyebrow. \"Yeah. Be right out.\"  \nCurt brought out two trays with their food and drinks on them. He  \nplaced Linda's down before he settled onto the couch next to her.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"So...what do your parents do for a living?\" Linda ask as Curt sat  \ndown.  \n\"Well my mother is, or was I should say, a nurse for the elderly.\"  \n\"Oh...did she pass away?\" Linda frowned and her ears lay back on her head.  \nCurt laughed. \"No she's still alive. It's just she elderly herself now.  \nShe still works in the hospital though. She does the payroll and  \nscheduling for the other nurses.\"  \n\"Oh well that's nice. What about your dad?\"  \n\"Dad? He was, and still is, a 10th grade teacher.\"  \n\"That's neat.\"  \n\"Specially when you have him for one of your teachers.\"  \n\"Your dad was your teacher? That must have been really weird.\"  \n\"No not in the least. It was pretty cool.\"  \n\"Did you have to call him by his last name or?\"  \n\"No I called him dad.\"  \n\"And did the other students make fun of you?\"  \n\"Oh God no. He was one of the coolest teachers I had. That the  \nschool had.\"  \n\"Cool. So do you have any brothers or sisters?\"  \n\"Nope. Only child. Only adopted child.\"  \n\"Wow that must have been rough?  \n\"Nope. I had friends over all the time.\"  \n\"Ahh.\"  \n\"So what about your family?\"  \n\"Well my parents are divorced. Have been since I was 10.\"  \n\"Oh, sorry to hear that.\"  \n\"Nah don't be. They just had different views on things. They didn't  \nhate each other, just petty differences.\"  \n\"Okay. What about your brothers?\" Curt was more concerned about  \nthem, not her parents.  \n\"Well, Adam is the oldest. He's a mechanic and he is and ex-army  \nofficer.  \n\"Shit.\" \"Okay.\"  \n\"Then we have Clint. He's a stunt double and also knows martial arts.  \nHe wanted to get into the Navy but they wouldn't let him cause he  \nslightly blind in his left eye. Scene accident. Got hit with a sword in  \nthe face and damaged his retina.  \n\"Double shit.\" \"Wow that really sucks.\"  \n\"Yeah, but by the way he moves you couldn't tell he had anything  \nwrong with him.\"  \nCurt began to sweat a little.  \n\"The last is Malcom. He's a Marine.\"  \nCurt's ears dropped. \"I'm a dead man.\" He gulped  \nLinda caught Curt's nervousness. \"Their harmless. Nothing to worry  \nabout.\"  \nThat wasn't enough to erase the images out of his head of the three  \nof them kicking the shit out of him for hurting Linda. They continued  \nto eat their dinner and talked about their childhood and schools they  \nwent to. Linda had drank about 3-4 glasses of wine before she cut  \nherself off.  \n\"So you got any plans for tomorrow?\" Asked Linda as she eat her last bite of  \nchicken.  \n\"No not really. You done?\" He grabbed for her plate.  \n\"Well sounds like fun.\" She said has she handed her plate and glass to  \nCurt.  \nCurt walked to the kitchen. \"I pretty much live life day by day. I don't really  \nplan ahead unless I need to.\" He put the plates and glasses in  \nthe sink and walked back to the cough before he ended his sentence.  \n\"Oh. Well, I guess that's cool.\"  \n\"I guess.\"  \n\"So...what's for desert?\" She smiled  \n\"Well I don't really have anything here,\" Curt looked away towards his door,  \n\"but if you want\" he turned back and Linda was right there in  \nhis face. She kissed him hard.  \nCurt closed his eyes. He enjoyed their embrace, until he opened his  \neyes. With Linda's eyes closed all he could see was, her white fur,  \nher gentle. All he could see was Her. The memories came flooding  \nback to him. He politely pushed Linda off of him.  \n\"Linda...Linda what are you doing?\"  \n\"I'm sorry...was I moving to fast for you?\" There was a tone of caring in her voice.  \nShe could tell there was something wrong.  \n\"I...you see...I'm just...I'm not ready to start a relationship right now.\"  \n\"Oh...okay. I understand. I think I should leave now.\"  \nCurt gently shook his head.  \n\"I'll see you later Curtus.\"  \n\"Yeah.\"  \n\"Yeah.\"  \nLinda walked out of the apartment, down the hall, and into the  \nelevator. Curt closed his door and slid down it and sat on the floor.  \nHe cried a little. \"You're never going to be able to get on with your  \nlife if you don't let go.\" \"Shut up you.\" He yelled at himself  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Linda opened the door to her apartment. She through her keys and  \npurse on the kitchen counter and went to go take a shower. In the  \nshower Linda began to softly sing to herself.  \n  \nFrom the floor Curt could hear a faint singing emanating from the  \ndirection of his bathroom. When he got to the bathroom he realized  \nthat the singing came from under him, in Linda's apartment.  \nHe listened silently peacefully as he crawled into bed. Curtus could remember  \nthat She didn't sing nor liked to. Linda's soft, gentle  \nvoice carried him off to sleep.  \n  \nThe next morning Linda woke up with thoughts of last night dancing  \nin her head. \"Was I moving to fast for him? There is something wrong  \nwith him. I know he's not gay...is he?\" She shook the thought from  \nher head. \"No that's just silly.\" She thought about going to Curt's apartment  \nbut opted that he may need some more time to think, to  \nbe alone.  \n  \nIn Curt's apartment he got himself ready for the day. He hoped  \nanything would happen, that someone would call him so that he could  \nget his mind off of Linda, but no one did. He played games for hours, thinking  \nthat every creek in the floor boards was a sound coming from Linda's apartment.  \nWhen he finally got bored of videogame he then  \npulled out his exercise machine and began to workout.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Linda felt it was time now to go see Curt, hell it was 7:00 at night.  \nShe grabbed her keys and headed out the door. When she reached  \nthe door she paused for a second. \"Maybe he's not home. Well, he  \ndid say he had nothing going on.\" \"Argh just knock on the fucking  \ndoor already'. She did so.  \n  \nCurt's ears perked up when he heard the knocking. \"Just a second.\"  \nHe called out. He sat up for the machine and walked towards the  \ndoor, patting the sweat off of his fur. He began to open the door.  \n  \nAs the door opened Linda began to speak looking down towards the ground,  \nplaying with her hands. \"Listen Curt I just came to apolo...\"  \nshe then looked up and saw Curt shirtless. His body glistened as the  \nsweat on his fur reflected the light. Linda's nose took in the musky, sweaty,  \ntestosterone scent emanating off of him. She fought to  \ncontrol herself. \"gize...for...for yesterday.\"  \n\"It's okay. Please come in.\"  \nAs Linda walked in, the smell of musk was over powering.  \n\"Tha...thank you.\"  \n\"Are you thirsty? I can go get you something.\"  \n\"Water will be fine.\" Linda jumped at the offer.  \n\"Okay.\" Curt walked off to his bedroom to grab a shirt then to the  \nkitchen to grab Linda her water and himself a Gatorade.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Linda walked around Curt's apartment taking in his scent with every  \nstep, until her eyes fell upon Curt's art work. She opened a booklet  \nthat laid on one of the tables. It was full of artwork of just one girl.  \nThe girl in the pictures looked exactly like Linda.  \n\"Wow, obsessive much?\" She then called out to Curt.  \n\"Nice artwork of me.\"  \n\"What was that.\" Curt replied.  \n\"I said nice artwork of me.\"  \nLinda was responded with the sound of shattering glass coming from  \nthe kitchen.  \n\"Curt are you alright?\" She walked towards the kitchen to inspect  \nwhen she was stopped my Curt who was standing in the doorway.  \nHe forcefully placed the water in her hands. Curtus looked angry and  \nLinda could smell it. He nudged her out of the way as he went to  \ncollect his work  \n\"Who told you, you could look at my stuff?\"  \n\"I just\"  \nCurt cut her off. \"Is that what you do? Come into peoples lives,  \nlove 'em and leave 'em?\"  \nLinda's ears and tail fell in horror at the statement.  \nCurt didn't even see Linda as he was yelling, he only saw Her.  \n\"What do you want, huh? Why are you here?\"  \n\"Curt I'm...I'm sorry if I offended you somehow...I didn't mean\" She  \nwas cut off again.  \n\"You got what you came for now just leave.\" When Curt spoke he  \nnever once looked at Linda, just out towards the living room.  \n\"Curt...what's wrong?\"  \n\"JUST GO!\"  \nWith a firm tone of voice and determination filling her body she  \nspoke.  \n\"No.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Curt snapped out of in and looked to Linda confused. He cocked his  \nhead to the side then realized he was talking to Linda and not Her.  \nHe's ears laid back and his eyes closed in both embarrassment and  \nsorrow. He was pissed at himself for yelling at Linda, a girl he'd only  \nmet a week ago.  \n\"Linda...I think it's best if you leave.\" There was pleading in his voice.  \n\"I'm not leaving you Curt. Not like this.\"  \nCurt slowly opened his eyes and stared into Linda's bright green ones.  \n\"She doesn't even know me. Why does she care?\" Curt sighed and  \nwalked to the couch. Linda followed suit and sat next to him.  \n  \n\"Curt tell me what's wrong.\"  \nCurt closed his eyes again and looked away from Linda. 'If you don't  \nopen up you dipshit you're going to end up alone...again!\"  \nCurt growled at himself.  \n\"Curt?\" Linda picked up his hand and began to rub it gently.  \nHe sighed.  \n  \n\"It was about 2 years ago when I felt like I could die. Like someone  \nhad reached into my chest and ripped out my heart. Her...her name  \nwas Tru, and unlike her name she was never true to her words.\"  \nLinda kept quite and listened.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I met her at a coffee shop after she spilled my entire mocha over  \nmy new pants I had bought that day. She was very apologetic,  \nwhich didn't last very long. We got to talking. She like the arts and I  \nlike music and the arts. I had more in common with her then she had  \nwith me. To this day I can't remember what I saw in her. I guess it  \ncould have been I was 24 at the time. Fresh out of college. Young. Stupid.\"  \nCurt looked to Linda and smiled a little. She returned it. Curt again looked away  \nand continued, almost seeing it  \nplay out before him.  \n  \n\"As the months went on the love went with it. I still loved her,  \nalmost brainwashed into thinking it, but she never returned it.  \nThe sex was more one sided then anything. She had me push her to  \nher orgasm until I was allowed 'inside' her. She always got hers,  \nI never got mine. She used to hit me for no reason. She demanded  \nthat I leave my old friends and never speak to them again. Given  \nenough time she probably would have told me to never talk to my  \nparents. I obeyed her like a doglike a fucking dog on a goddamn  \nleash.\" Curt clinched his fists. Linda continued to pet his hand.  \n\"This went on for a year. I put up with it for so long. I didn't know  \nany better.\" He shook his head, disgusted with himself.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Then one day it all ended. I woke up and she was gone. She left a  \nnote on the nightstand. In it she wrote that she couldn't take me anymore.  \nShe said I was too needy and asked for too much. That I  \nnever loved her like a man should love their women.\" Curt started to  \ndig his claws into the couch. Linda stopped him.  \n\"I hated her for it. I told myself that if I'd ever see her again that I'd  \nkill her where she stood. I found out a few days after she left me  \nthat she was using me for some project. A fucking psychology  \nproject so she could get her masters. I wanted her dead. Months  \npassed and that's when you walked into the bar and I thought  \n'Here's my chance to get back at her'. Then you walked up to the  \nprivate section and my heart race. I was ready to strike at anytime.  \nThen I saw your eyes. Tru's eyes weren't a beautiful as yours are.  \nThat's why I said want I did to you, and why I pushed you away  \nlasted night.\" Curt started to cry. \"You remind me of her so much,  \nbut your eyes, your voice, your touch. You're so different from her  \nand I see that now...I just...I don't think...I'm...I'm not ready.  \nGod you look so much like her.\" He was sobbing.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Linda felt sorry for Curtus. He looked like a helpless puppy. Curt was  \nstill looking away from Linda as she climbed onto his lap and faced  \nhim. She gentle kissed him on the cheek. Curt turned to look at Linda  \nand was surprised to see she was on top of him. He went to speak  \nwhen Linda put a finger to his mouth and shushed him.  \n\"I'm not Tru, Curtus\" She then kissed him on the lips. Curt's hands  \nwere down at his sides, unsure as what to do. She picked up his  \nhands and placed them on her thighs. Linda began to unbutton Curt's  \nshirt, hers was already undone at this point. Linda drew one of her  \nclaws down Curt's bare chest sending shivers that rang all the way  \nto his tail. Linda then pulled off hers and Curt's shirt as she continued  \nto kiss him. Curt squeezed Linda's thigh as his hands traveled their  \nway to Linda's bra. Linda then stopped him and Curt looked at her.  \n\"What...did I do something wrong?\"  \nLinda smiled. \"Lay back. It's your turn to be served.\"  \nCurt's ears perked up as Linda once again kissed him on the lips.  \nShe then moved her way down to his neck and nibbled a little.  \nCurt let out a small wine of pleasure.  \nLinda continued to move her way down Curt's chest, softly kissing  \nhim and talking in he's scent. She could smell she  \nhad turned him on. One of her hands grabbed his inner thigh and  \nsqueezed. This cause Curt to clamp down on his teeth in pleasure.  \nHe growled a little. Linda fell the bugle forming in Curt's pants.  \nShe went to undo his pants when Curt stopped her.  \n\"What?\" Linda spoke  \n\"Not here. Not like this.\"  \n\"Oh...okay\" Linda was hurt by his statement and got up to get  \ndressed and leave. Curt got up with her. He then grabbed her by the  \nwaist and pulled her into him. Curt kissed Linda hard as she backed  \nherself into a wall. They continued to kiss as Linda raised one of her  \nlegs and wrapped in around Curt. Curt grabbed her by her buttock  \nand lifted her slightly. Still kissing, Linda wrapped her other leg  \naround Curt now holding herself up on him. Curt ripped off her bra  \nand began to softly kiss her breasts. Linda moaned in both  \nexcitement and pleasure.  \nCurt continued to kiss Linda's breasts as he picked her up and carried  \nher off to his bedroom.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The next morning Linda woke up to one of the best nights she's ever  \nhad. Curt had treated her well last night, causing her to cum twice  \nbefore he had. She was beginning to think that Tru hadn't damaged  \nhim sexually, but instead improved him.  \nShe got out of bed and wrapped a robe around herself that  \nCurtus obviously laid out for her. She walked out of the bedroom  \nand into the kitchen where Curt was and wrapped her arms around  \nhim. She murred a little as she could still smell the scent of sex on  \nhim. \"Morning hun.\" Curt spoke as he turned around and kissed her.  \n\"Mmmmmmoring sweetie.\" She got out as she ended her kiss  \nwith him.  \n\"I made you breakfast. Didn't know what you liked so I cooked you a  \nlittle of everything.\"  \n\"I see.\" She kissed him again. \"I could go for some bacon and eggs.\"  \n\"Aww I though you were going to say you wanted a little  \nmore of me.\" Curt said playfully as he handed Linda a plate of food.  \nLinda rolled her eyes.  \n\"Yeah I know. Cheesy.\"  \n\"Very.\"  \nHe laughed. \"Well if you'll excuse me I need to go take a shower.  \nI got a performance tonight.\" He kissed her.  \n\"Okay. Don't be to long you hear?\"  \n\"I'll try.\" He then walked to the bathroom.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Linda again walked around Curt's apartment, eating her food.  \nHer eyes then fell on Curt's artwork which was lying on his desk.  \nShe examined the artwork of Tru.  \nShe did look a lot like her, but the pictures were different now.  \nAll the eyes were green.  \nJust like Linda's.  \nShe was touched this silent display of Curt's love and affection.  \nShe now knew she was truly in love with Curt, madly in love.  \n  \nShe placed her unfinished breakfast down on the counter and headed  \nfor the bathroom. She quietly opened the door and stepped in.  \nShe slid off her robe and let it fall to the floor as she climbed into  \nthe shower with Curt.  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Curtus Howling","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/10320-curtus-howling-part-1.json"}}