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minutes, but was just as certain. Her candor was devastating.
    â€œYou can see I’m no beauty,” she said. “But I long for love. To be genuinely appreciated for myself by a man, not for my money or intellect or appearance. And Bear does. I’m the first woman who showed real interest in him, and he can’t keep his hands off me. He desires me, and I desire his desire. We had sex four times in the first hour we were alone. I’d give it to him a hundred times in a night if he were capable of it. The fact that we’re both Weres is almost incidental. I love him.”
    I knew as she spoke that it was true. She was not playing Bear; she truly loved him.
    â€œHe wants the two of us to get along, because you’re his best friend and he trusts you,” she continued. “And so do I. I will give you my Name.”
    Her Name! “But—”
    â€œI have given it to no one else but him, and now you. I want your complete trust in me. Because you and I will go far together.”
    â€œNow wait!” I protested. “I’m not going to—”
    She laughed. “Not romantically, silly! As friends. We can do a lot for each other.”
    â€œA lot?”
    â€œMy primary is WereSerpent. My secondary is premonition, or intuition. My tertiary is the usual, a bit of illusion.” She smiled. “I could be prettier than I am, but Bear doesn’t need it.” For a moment her dull features sharpened into beauty and her bosom swelled; like most Weres she could indeed enhance her appearance. “It’s the second that guides me to Bear, and now to you.”
    â€œThe premonition?” I asked, swept along by her attitude. She had a compelling personality.
    â€œIt’s necessarily vague, because specifics tend to invoke paradox. If I knew I was going to die in an airplane crash tomorrow, I wouldn’t catch that flight, which would spoil the prediction. It’s also limited to me: how I am impacted by a coming event. The closer I am to a person, the more my premonition relates also to that person. I knew that Bear and I would hit it off, that he was well worth my while, and that has been amply vindicated already. When I met you, I knew that we would have just as powerful a connection, albeit of a different nature. That it will do us both good in significant ways; change our lives, in fact. We just have to find out what that nature is.”
    â€œI really don’t see how,” I said. “I’m just a teen boy. I don’t know anything.”
    â€œYou are young. It’s your potential I’m picking up on. There’s something special about you, as there is about me. We owe it to ourselves to discover what it is. Let’s start by changing. In Weredom there is truth.”
    â€œI—I’d have to get naked,” I said, disgruntled.
    â€œAs would I. Once again, Phil: we’re not lovers. This isn’t sexual. This is Were.”
    â€œI—I’d get a—I can’t control it.”
    She laughed again. “Do you think I haven’t seen it before? If it bothers you, cover it with illusion.”
    She had more answers than I had objections. “Do you know what my form is?”
    â€œNo. Bear didn’t tell me, respecting your privacy. Just that it was odd. I can tell that myself. It wouldn’t even be any of my business, except that my premonition informs me that it is. We need to be close enough to know each other’s secrets.”
    I would have argued further, but my own secondary was telling me that she was sincere and knew what she was doing. There was a deep core of rightness in her that I had to respect. So I told her. “I’m a WereWoman.”
    She gazed at me, surprised. “You change genders?”
    â€œYes. I turn into a girl.”
    â€œYou’re not an Incubus?”
    â€œNo. Once an Incubus has sex, he has to become a Succuba, and she can’t Change back until she