Not like I'd been before. I'd gotten used tomaking water. Trudging behind bushes to urinate or shit had been theonly thing breaking up my routine for the last couple of days. This wasdifferent though. The fluid was thicker, slicker, and not showering outin a short burst only to subside. No, it just kept on...oozing.I was aroused. As a woman. As a she-troll.-----I'd had an idea. A way to get food that didn't rely on speed or ahunter's tools or knowledge.Noodling, they called it. Fishing for catfish with your bare hands. Ithought it was insane. But I was a troll now. Tough hide, superstrength. And I was so fucking hungry. I remembered the pond, andvaguely recalled where it lay in relation to the cave. I was pretty sureI could find the way again.Besides, I needed the distraction.I'd dreamed again. Of Izzy, I was pretty sure. The kind of dream I'dhave enjoyed a few days ago. But not like this. Something was changinginside me. I could feel it. And lately, change had been bad. I found Iwas. “You’re here as a guest.”“No worries, Paul. It looks like you two have everything under control. I really just wanted to come out to get away from all the estrogen inside.”We laughed. Mom, Janet, Camilla, Jyl, Chrissy, Ali, and Jane were inside getting the rest of the dinner ready. Bluey, Jerry, Collin, and Jer had escaped down the street to the Tarrington’s on some flimsy excuse. Jim and I had been too slow to escape. Grilling became the simple retreat.“What are they plotting now?” I asked as I finished laying the sliced and seasoned vegetables on the grill before taking the beer Philip offered.“Not plotting, but grilling Chrissy about modeling. She did that swimsuit shoot for Sports Illustrated over Thanksgiving, and she did a couple of fashion shoots before flying home this week. She said that’s why she didn’t go to her winter formal this year, but I think it had more to do with you, Paul.”I groaned. “I wasn’t in the mood to be her escort again.”Jim gave me an arched eyebrow and I.
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