"Sam," Karen interrupted him. "I'm half naked, tied to a bed, and you've got muscles, fangs and claws. What am I going to do, refuse?" Sam was about to protest, but Karen kept going: "Kidding, Sam, kidding; I'd love to, really."

Sam said: "Thanks, Karen. That's really...um, thanks." He smiled.

"Sure," she said, and smiled up at him. Then she winked. "Now let's get everybody back in here. You have to finish me off."

16.

Little Red was beyond terror. Her wrists bound to her grandmother's bed with rough cords, her blouse torn from her body, her breasts exposed to the brutal attentions of her attacker's claws and fangs and...