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Kelly was 25 years old, a year or two out of college and already getting tired of ‘real life.’ She worked in post production for a minor TV station, and every day was the same. Go to work. Edit some tapes. Get complaints from the hosts and guest stars about taking out certain shots that were ‘unflattering’ to their perfect figures. Have lunch. Deal with more unhappy clients. Go home and go to bed. She was good at what she did, but she didn’t really enjoy it. It was simply a way to make enough money to live semi-comfortably. She was done for the day, heading home. It was a Thursday, thank God the week was almost over.

My Werewolf Girl Some people meet women at work, some at bars, some at school. I met my girlfriend when she was being virtually killed by her ex-boyfriend. It happened during in the middle of the second year of my bacheor. I was walking back home from seeing a late movie, when I heard deep animal snarl and a woman screaming. The good-natured guy I was, I ran towards the noise, but I wasn't really prepared for what I saw. A young woman was being torn into by a big dog. She was tiny in comparison to the beast, and had not hope of escaping. During her pointless fight against the monster, she spotted me. Even today I still recall looking into