Female Wererwolf

Female Werewolf It was, perhaps it still is, popular to take aerial pictures of farms, frame them, visit the relevant farms and try to sell them. I had a suitcase full and walked from farm to the farm I didn’t sell many and was tired when I came to a small farm, so minor that it was not in my portfolio. I was thirsty it was July but, I wore a suit with tie to look businesslike. Knocked on the door it was opened by a woman who looked affable – this was long ago these days no one opens doors to strangers- I asked for some water and she led me to a well lowered a bucket and up came a pail full of the coolest nectar. We spoke, a widow a tractor accident had killed him, and she was childless. I felt a strong sexual pull towards her and could read in her eyes she felt the same also; but I was too timid to act on it. I thanked her warmly and left. Years later I read about her had been married five times and poisoned all her husbands’.