We were still in control of ourselves, unlike our feral cousins that have lost all reason, hiding in the wild and only transforming during a full moon. Like I said, they have lost control.
I may be a pervert, but my deviant mind is nothing compared to his.
This is copyright 2012, right? Was anal still seen as degeneracy in the erotic liturature community at this time?
My Secret Garden had more progressive language than this!