Bailey woke up at the sound of her chicken clock and got out of bed. She could swear that someone had inappropriately touched her the previous night while she slept, but she was not sure. Bailey feared that Cody must have momentarily lost control of his actions and caressed her body but she didn't want to accuse him of anything no matter how strong her instinct was that he touched her. She shook off the feeling and dismissed the fuzzy memory. The intelligent farmer's daughter collected some fresh clothes for the day and placed them on her bed. Then she sleepily shuffled out of her bedroom and into the bathroom to take a shower. Bailey pulled out a towel from the bathroom closet and placed it on a towel rack. She closed the door and turned on the shower head to let the water heat up. As the water warmed up, Bailey disrobed and placed her pajamas on the bathroom counter next to the sink. Once she was ready, Bailey stepped into the bathtub and pulled the curtains over to give herself privacy.

As Bailey took a shower, Cody rose from his carnal sleep. His acute ears caught the sound of running water which aroused him. Cody, with all his might, got up from the couch and stretched out his body. He had forgotten how rewarding it was to sleep once again in his human body. There were times when he tired of being curled up in a ball on the hard ground under a tree. Sleeping on a couch in his human form was quite an experience for Cody that he had to re-adapt to. Once Cody stretched out his body and cracked his shoulders, he took off his white, costume shirt and made a beeline for the bathroom. He was curious as cat to find if the bathroom would soon be vacant. Cody wanted to make sure that he washed himself before he would have to leave. He would always be reminded of his misfortune for remembering his blood filled nights as a wolf and always feel the tracker and collar on his body. They were his labels, his markings. The steps creaked under the weight of Cody's feet as he went up the stairs and the floor boards moaned as Cody walked down the hallway. He found the bathroom and heard someone move about on the other side of the white door. The wood of the door had a clean finish but the white paint desperately needed a new coat. The door swung open in front of Cody to reveal a wet Bailey clad in a blue towel. They made eye contact and Bailey's mouth was wide open. She screamed from fright and embarrassment. Cody stood still like a fool. Bailey whacked Cody hard and ridiculed him.

"Cody! What are you doing here!?"

"I was waiting for the bathroom."

"I know that. But did you have to stare at me?!"

Cody collected himself.

"What did I do?"

"You were staring at me."

"What? I am not supposed to do that?"

"Cody, don't you have any memory of your life before you became a werewolf?"

"If you're wondering if I know about Sex Education then yes, I do. I know what happens when kids hit puberty. But what I don't get is why you're so self-conscious of the situation. Yes, I admit, it was a little awkward and abrupt, but there's nothing to get upset over."

"Cody, I didn't want to point this out, but I know what you did to me last night and I'm not talking about the kiss."

"Don't worry about that, Bailey. I won't be here for much longer so I'll never have to intrude on your life much longer."

"That's all?"

"Yes. Now, may I please use the bathroom so I can be on my way?"

"Why don't you stay around to help on the farm?"

"Why?"

"For punishment."

"I suppose that your anger is justifiable, but you could pick something else to punish me? I do have my own agenda to tend to."

"Highly unlikely. Besides, you need to get on my good side if you ever hope to be cured of your curse and go back to being a human being."

"Fine. What will I be doing today?"

"I'll tell you when you're done using the bathroom."

"Okay. By the way, did you leave the door unlocked?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"When you live in a big family, you don't have much option for a lot of privacy. Besides, someone may need to use the toilet while someone else uses the bathtub. It's efficient and considerate."

"Oh."

"Now, I'm going to change. Do you want human food or should I just find you saw raw meat?"

"Human food would be nice. I may be a werewolf but I'm not a dog."

"Sorry."

"Whatever."

Bailey collected her pajamas and ran into her bedroom to get changed. Cody went in the bathroom and did what he had to do. Once he was done, he walked out and bumped into Bailey again. She just stared at him and then walked past him. He followed her down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Where are your parents?"

"I don't know. They're probably letting out the chickens and pulling out the tools before they come back in for breakfast. But within ten minutes my grandma and sisters will be awake."

Bailey looked through the refrigerator to find something for breakfast. As she did this, Cody stared at her.

"Do you hate me?"

Bailey stopped what she was doing and turned her head toward Cody.

"No. Why?"

"I was just wondering. Do you despise the fact that I'm a werewolf?"

Bailey closed the refrigerator door and stood up straight. "No."

Cody stepped closer to Bailey.

"Then, are you angry that I dismissed our kiss in the barn and caress your womanhood while you slept?"

"Did you take off my pajama pants?"

"No."

"I am mad at you, but I could understand that you must have been influence by your werewolf tendencies. You will have to learn to control yourself better, especially in your human form, but I don't hate you. As for the kiss being dismissed, I don't want to talk about it."

"If so, then, what are we to each other?"

"I don't know."

"May we pretend that all the awkward moments that had occurred and just be friends?"

"I'm willing to do that if you behave yourself."

"Don't treat me like a dog and I'll make you forget that I'm a werewolf."

"Okay. So, we have an understanding?"

"Yes."

"Okay. So Cody, do you want to wait to have breakfast with my family or before so you can start work right away?"

"What would you prefer?"

Bailey was stunned by Cody's response. She was not expecting him to say that.

"I don't know."

"Why not?"

"You caught me off guard."

"How?"

"I wasn't-"

Just then, Bailey's parents came inside the house. When they saw Cody, they were both happy and surprised to see him around because they had momentarily forgotten that he was a house guest.

"Oh, good morning, Bailey! Good morning, Cody."

"Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Pickett."

"Good morning, mama. Good morning, daddy."

"Bailey, we forget. Why is your friend here?"

"Mama, Cody had to stay here for over the night. But he'll help for today, stay for another night and then be on his way. Will that be okay?"

"Oh, sure."

Eunice and Clyde joined Cody and Bailey in the kitchen.

"So, what should we have for this morning?"

"Why don't you ask Cody, mama?"

"Oh, right. Cody, what do you want?"

"I'm up for anything. But I guess I could suggest something like bacon or sausage and eggs. Would that be okay?"

Eunice smiled. "Of course it is!"

"Mama, is there something Cody and I could do while breakfast is being made?"

"Why don't you two kids help wake up the others?"

"Sure."

Cody and Bailey go back up the stairs and wake up the remaining Pickett family members. They return to downstairs and find table to be cleaned. For the most of the morning, Cody and Bailey kept to themselves. When they all had breakfast, Cody sat across from Bailey fervently staring at her. He was far more interested in her than the food that was on his plate. He did appreciate the food and didn't leave a scrap but his eyes feasted on Bailey's curvaceous body. Bailey knew that Cody was feverishly staring at her but she ignored him. After breakfast, things got better. Cody paid more attention to the tasks that was given to him and Bailey became friendly toward him. As time went on, Bailey gradually forgot that Cody had inappropriately touched her and the fact that he had hurt her by dismissing their kiss the night before. Bailey never would admit it to anyone or to herself, but she never considered Cody's little stunt to be sexual harassment. She barely considered it as a violation to her body simply because it had not crossed her mind. Bailey realized just how attracted she was to the young and dashing werewolf because she was willing to dismiss his actions and forgive him with ease. She understood that he did need help and she wanted to help him badly, but she also had a soft spot for him as well.

Bailey kept to herself as she and Cody worked on the farm. They worked until lunchtime. When she and Cody went inside the house and joined her family for lunch, Eunice asked what Cody's plans were. He explained that he would be on his was soon and Eunice asked how soon he would leave. Cody meekly and subtly asked if wouldn't be so much a bother if he spent one extra night at their house before he left. With Cody's suggestion of staying one extra night, three silent opinions rose: Clyde was unsure, Eunice was glad and Bailey was surprised to say the least. Eunice offered to make Cody a cot but he politely declined and claimed to just be fine with the couch. Eunice wanted to give Cody a cot but she also didn't want to argue with him. After lunch, Bailey and Eunice cleaned and dried the dishes while Cody brought the dishes from the table to the kitchen. Three hours passed since lunch and Eunice and Clyde left with Grammy Pickett to go into town and get a refill on her medication. Cody and Bailey were left to stay in charge of the house until they got back. Bailey told Diane, Lila and Suzy what to do so that they stayed busy while their parents were gone. Then Bailey brought Cody back out into the front of the house and had him work the fields. Cody faithfully followed Bailey's direction and got to work. Bailey picked up a basket and began to collect eggs and then she went and picked apples.

As Bailey was climbing down a ladder after picking some apples, Cody was busy harvesting some corn. He had been working hard so much that he was drenched in his own sweat. He took off his sweaty shirt to expose his lean stomach and chest. Cody stopped what he was doing for the moment and tucked his black shirt in one of his back pockets before he resumed work. Bailey walked back to the house adjacent from Cody and saw him. She noticed how well-behaved Cody was once he was kept busy. She also couldn't help but notice that he was sweating and had taken off his shirt. She stared at him and realized that she was indeed distracted by the sight of a hot, sweaty, hardworking, and handsome Cody. Yet she knew that he was a werewolf, a bloodthirsty being with sexual tendencies. Bailey shook her head and walked past the white picket fence and used her free hand to push her to the other side since there was some mud lingering on the ground. However, a small incident had to occur at that very moment.

Bailey had accidentally cut her index finger on the fence. A small line of blood protruded from the tip of her finger. Cody could smell the blood ten feet away. Like a faithful companion, Cody stopped what he was doing and came to Bailey's side. He examined her finger and detected the precious blood drip down. Cody took Bailey's hand in his left one and gently and slowly sucked out some of the blood. After five seconds, he pulled and commanded his eyes to capture Bailey's and he had a good catch. The fish were in the net. Bailey became a willing victim of Cody's charm. Cody gave Bailey a smile like a dog trying to please their human master. Cody knew that he didn't want to talked to like a dog but that didn't mean that he wouldn't act like one in the smallest ways. His only explanation to himself was that human nature was a mysterious and bewildering thing.

"Is that better?"

Bailey nodded her head.

"Uh, huh."

"Will you be okay?"

"Yes. I'm just going to go inside and put a bandage on and then come back outside."

"Okay. I'll be out here harvesting the rest of the corn before it's too late."

"Okay."

Bailey turned away from Cody and walked to the house with her heart pounding in her chest. As soon as she was close to the dining room table, Bailey placed the basket full of apples next to the basket full of eggs that she had recently set down. Bailey went up to the bathroom and placed a bandage on her finger before she went back outside to find Cody. He was still in the corn field working in the autumn sun. Bailey called out to him and he turned his head to look at her. Bailey walked five feet closer to Cody and told him that he had had done enough for the day. Cody's ears twitched before he walked away from the corn field and had put away the tools that he was using. Before he entered the house, he threw on his shirt and made sure that there was no dirt on his shoes. Once he was finally in the house, Bailey told him that he could take a shower. Cody asked Bailey is she could wash his shirt while he took a shower and she said that would wash his shirt. Cody took off his shirt and gave it to Bailey.

"Thank you."

Then Cody went up the stairs and entered the bathroom. Bailey, on the other hand, was speechless. She just stood like a tree until her sister, Diane, came inside and poked her.

"Hey, Bailey. What's up?"

"Huh?"

"We're done with our chores. What should we do now?"

Bailey snapped out of her daze and thought of something for her sisters to do.

"Do you guys have homework to do?"

"Yeah…"

"Then why don't you get Lila and Suzy and the three of you can do your homework?"

"Where should we do our homework?"

"Wherever your backpacks are."

"So, you mean we do our homework in our bedrooms."

"No. What I mean is that you can do your homework anywhere where your school materials will be and you won't be distracted."

Diane rolled her eyes.

"Never mind. We'll just do our homework in our bedrooms."

"Okay."

Diane turns away from Bailey and gets Lila and Suzy. They go up the stairs and go in their rooms to do their homework. Bailey goes over to the laundry room and throws in Cody's shirt in the washer and in other shirts and some pants and does a load of laundry. While she waits for the washing cycle to be over, Bailey turns on the radio to listen to some music.

Two songs later, Cody comes down the stairs mostly dressed with a towel draped over his chest. He walks around until he finds Bailey in the laundry room sitting on a counter. He stands in the doorway and leans on one side of the doorway. Bailey looks over at him.

"Hi."

"How long will it take before my shirt will be dry?"

"Well, a wash cycle takes thirty eight minutes and a dry cycle takes fifty six minutes."

"So, it takes about an hour and thirty four minutes total?"

"Yep."

"I guess I'll just throw on my costume shirt for now."

"That would be a good idea."

Cody leaves the laundry room and goes back to the couch and finds the white, collared shirt that he used for his costume. He takes off the towel and puts on the shirt. He rolls up the long sleeves and buttons it up. Then he tucks in the shirt before he returns to where Bailey is.

"So, what we do?"

Bailey hops off of the counter.

"I suppose this would be a good time to something about your situation."

"Like what?"

"Testing."

"Do you have any equipment?"

"No but I do know a scientist that does. He can help us or at least let us use his equipment."

"What do you need from me?"

"Hair, maybe a urine sample and some blood. You know, basic stuff."

"Do you want both my human and wolf hair, you know, for comparison?"

"That wouldn't be a bad idea. But how will I know that you won't hurt me?"

"I won't do anything to hurt you."

"Okay. I guess it would be helpful to have both hair samples."

"What will should I do first?"

"Well, whatever you choose to do first, please be discrete and do the hair sample last."

"Fine. What will you do with the samples?"

"I'll preserve them before I send them to the scientist."

"Where are you sending the samples to?"

"Kansas City."

"Okay. May I have some baggies or small containers?"

"Oh, sure. I'll get them for you."

"Thank you." Bailey leaves the laundry room and gets a few baggies and small containers and gives them to Cody. Once he has what he needs, he returns to the bathroom. In the meantime, Bailey goes out to get the mail and comes back after five minutes and puts down the mail on the dining room table. She brings the basket full of eggs and puts the eggs in a carton and then refrigerates them. She then picks up the National Geographic magazine that she subscribed to and reads while the washing machine and radio are on.

While he was in the bathroom, Cody drips his blood into a small container and then urinates into a baggie over the toilet. Once he is done inserting some of his bodily fluid samples in a bag and in a small container, he thinks of whatever he may need to provide a sample of just in case. Then an idea hits him. If ever needed, he could provide a sample of his semen. Cody knew that he needed to become sexually aroused if he was to leave a sample of semen because he was desperate to give himself as much outcome for test results as possible. Cody thought for a moment and then an idea for a sexual fantasy came to him. What Bailey didn't know wouldn't hurt her even if he used her in a sexual fantasy. Thinking of Bailey was a sure fire way for Cody to become aroused. He did what he had to do and did it.

His fantasy entailed him and Bailey in a hot tub at night and alone. The hot tub was inside a vacation home in the mountains. It was just him and Bailey. Cody was relaxing in the hot tub with the jets on and Bailey joined him with her skin tight, blue bikini on. She slid in next to him and began to kiss him. She discretely slipped his swim trunk off and gave him a hand job while kissing him. He got into the mood and took off her bottoms and inserted his penis inside her vagina. Then Cody reached up behind Bailey's smooth back and undid her top. Cody continued on with his fantasy until he got hard and squirted. He made sure that he didn't miss the bag that he held out. Once Cody was satisfied with the amount of semen sample in the bag, he had cut off his fantasy and calmed himself down. When he was all good and ready to go, Cody left the bathroom with his samples ready to be given to Bailey and be preserved. Cody walked down the stairs and went back to the laundry room where he found Bailey reading National Geographic as she quietly sat on the counter. Apparently, the washing machine had. Cody could only assume during the time that he was in the bathroom, Bailey must have put the clothes in the dryer. He carefully approached her as she was engrossed in her reading.

"Bailey?"

Bailey flickers her eyes up and sees Cody beyond the edge of the magazine.

"Oh. Hi, Cody."

"I have the sample ready."

"Oh. Great."

Bailey puts down her latest National Geographic issue down and jumps off the counter. She takes the baggies and containers from Cody and puts them away to their appropriate places. The unused baggies and small containers go back where they belong while the used baggies and small container are marked with a sharpie marker and placed in a back corner of the refrigerator. She then goes back to reading her magazine. Cody stares at Bailey.

"So, how long will it be?"

Bailey looks up at Cody. "Until what?"

"Until the clothes are dry."

"Well, I had put them in for fifteen minutes for now."

"So, they won't be ready for another forty one minutes."

"Yep."

"When should your parents and grandmother be back?"

"Well, it usually takes them twenty minutes to drive into town and five minutes to find parking. And then it takes a minute to help Grammy out of the truck and ten minutes to get to the pharmacy counter and five minutes to leave so….I'd say that it takes them about sixty two minutes."

"How long has it been?"

"About fifty eight minutes."

"So, we have four minutes until they get back."

"Well, actually six minutes until they come into the house. I've basically know how long it takes my parents to get Grammy a refill of medicine and come back home."

"So, six minutes."

"Yep."

Bailey turns the page and reads on. Cody stares at Bailey. He steps closer to her and traps her in between his arms on the counter. Bailey doesn't seem to notice that Cody has trapped her.

"Bailey."

"Yes?"

"I have a problem."

"What's that?"

"I'm bored."

"Then do something."

"I would, but I need your permission."

Bailey looked at Cody and realized that he had her trapped on the counter in between his arms. She didn't have a good feeling what was going to happen next.

"Cody, what are you doing?"

"Bailey, I'm werewolf and I have tendencies: murder and…"

"Don't say the next word."

"Sex."

"Why did you say that?"

"Just to spite you."

"I think that you should think of something else to occupy your time for the next six minutes."

"Oh, don't worry, Bailey. I'm not going to do much."

"Then what do you want from me?'

"Just stay still."

"Why?"

Cody gave Bailey a wicked grin. He slid his hands over her thighs and undid her zipper and button. Bailey tried to say something but she was afraid that if she spoke up then she would anger him. Cody diligently slipped Bailey's pants away from her groin area and slid her underwear off. He fingered her clitoris until she moaned. Once Cody knew that he was capable of turning Bailey on, he pulled her underwear and pants back up and stepped back. Bailey stared at Cody with bewilderment.

"Cody, what was that for?"

"I told you, I wouldn't do much and thus I have stayed true to my word."

"That's it? I thought that since you were a werewolf that you would show no mercy."

"That would be true if I was a natural-born werewolf."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I still have a human heart."

"What?"

Cody simply smiles at Bailey and then leaves her. Bailey shakes her head and buttons and zips up her pants. She then jumps off the counter and stays in the laundry room not knowing what to do with herself. The whole incident made Bailey question Cody's true intentions. Was he just using her for sexual pleasure and to find a cure for his condition or was he suppressing his feelings for her and acting as he didn't care at all? Bailey didn't know what to make of Cody's actions toward her. She surely had plenty to think about.

All the while that Bailey was thinking about how actually felt about her, Bailey's parents and grandmother came back from the pharmacy. Eunice greeted Cody and asked where Bailey was. Cody simply replied that she was in the laundry room. Clyde helped Grammy Pickett up the stairs and made sure she took her medicine. Bailey heard the commotion and picked up her magazine before she left the laundry room. At once when Eunice saw Bailey, she smiled at her intelligent daughter and asked her to help make dinner. Bailey obliged to her mother's request and had set down her issue of National Geographic in the designated magazine bin before coming into the kitchen. Cody walked around and watched Bailey help her mom in the kitchen. Bailey could feel Cody's stare on her but acted like it was nothing. She kept on doing what she was doing. Cody chose the moment to go to the laundry room to check on the clothes.

By the time the clothes were dry, it was five minutes before dinner when the dryer was done. Cody pulled out the clothes and neatly folded them. Folding clothes was like second nature to him. He just did it. Once the clothes were folded, Cody placed them in the white laundry basket and placed it over the dryer. He pulled out his black shirt and switched it with his white one. He left the laundry room once he had his shirt back on.

Cody walked into the dining room and saw Bailey's younger sisters setting up the table. Cody was about to ask them if they needed a hand but then he was dragged away by a perturbed Bailey. She dragged him all the way to the living room couch and glared at him. She obviously had enough to think about while she helped her mom make dinner.

"Cody, are you using me?"

"What?"

"Are you using me?"

"For what?"

Bailey took a fistful of Cody's clean and warm, black shirt.

"Are you using me for sexual pleasure and my intelligence and patience to help you?"

"Bailey, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Just tell me."

Cody was about to say something but then Eunice called for dinner. Cody sincerely looked at Bailey.

"We'll talk later."

Bailey unclutched Cody's shirt and walked away from him. She sat down at the dining room table. Cody followed suit and tossed his extra shirt on the couch. He sat down at the table and stayed silent most the time of dinner. The only time he talked was when he asked someone to pass him something and when Eunice asked him a question.

To Be Continued…