"You don't even understand how it is to run as a horse, be completely the stallion and the thoughts are pretty much run and fuck." He shrugged it off, not really caring that she didn't like it. It pleased Poseidon. They ran as a stallion, went home and spent the night fucking a random pale haired chick into the bed. It was a nice weekly routine and now this demanding little wench was interrupting their routine.
"Report you to who? Myself? And are you going to tell on me? Slap some ridiculous sexual assault lawsuit on me for kissing you in the heat of the change?"
He shifted so he could look at her closer. "I've seen you ride before. Hell, I felt you ride. You should work for me. Ride for me." He was dead serious even though she was more than too feisty for his tastes.