On Wed, 12 Feb 2003 10:44:21 +0100, "Bo Warming"
<XUMPEYFQNLVX@spammotel.com> wrote:
>Jeg efterspurgte pornonoveller om domina-erotik, som jeg tænder på, og håber
>at nogen kan hjælpe - gerne engelsksproget.
du søger du skal få :) jeg tror godt nok jeg er tæt på at riste min
røw men de akcepterede antalt tegn for et indlæg men novellen / erne
er ikke korter -
fik dem såmænd tilsendt af min suverent bedre ½ del - ja for 3 år
siden here :
This story contains sexually explicit material between humans and
animals. If this sort of interaction offends you stop reading
now. It (unfortunately) is a work of fiction, any similarities to
persons or animals, living or dead is purely coincidental.
***
Chrissy sat on the couch in a slouching position. Her long legs formed
an "M" shape. Starting at her left leg, her foot on the
edge of the sofa, the smooth curve of her calf angled up at a 45
degree angle to meet her firm thighs falling away at a 45
degree angle toward her crotch. Her right leg rose, bent at the knee
and fell in harmony to her left. A perfect "M" shape with a
surprise in the middle. Her normally flat belly showed little
horizontal rolls of skin due to the slouching position she was forced
to take in order to place her pussy on the edge of the sofa. It was a
sectional sofa and she sat in the corner piece. She placed
her hands on her knees and pulled back slightly. The tension caused
the lips of her pussy to part slightly.
She shaved her box every time she shaved her legs, twice a week, more
often if she went out on the town on the weekend.
There was just a trimmed patch of pubes residing above the slit that
was her pussy. Lounged back with legs spread
wide her outer lips came apart just a few centimeters, enough to
reveal her inner lips that would normally have been secreted
from view inside her labia. A faint trickle of lubrication seeped out
from between those lips and snaked down to rest on her
butt hole.
The radio was playing a mixed tape of her favorite songs, mostly easy
listening love songs and hip-hop tunes. The low volume
allowed her to her the sound of toenails on the kitchen linoleum made
by her German Shepherd, Helmut. She loved that name.
Sometimes he was a Hell-Mutt and that name always made her giggle a
bit. Chrissy had always had bad luck with men, in her
23 years on this Earth she had had six serious relationships and a few
flings. Nothing had ever seemed to be right, either he
was cheating or she was too skinny or too fat or any number of
problems between them. That was OK, though, Helmut was
always there for her when she needed him. She needed him now. It had
been a month since she had been with a man. Her last
break up had been tough. Dave was so sweet at first but it must have
been a facade. She caught him in bed with another
woman.
In order to avoid getting any more depressed she gave a quick whistle.
Helmut bounded in from the kitchen at the call. He ran
around the coffee table in front of the sofa a few times before he
noticed Chrissy. The third time he went around, he scratched
his side along the length of the sofa and ran his nose right past
Chrissy's pussy. That made him stop his antics and take notice.
He sniffed about, his cold wet nose searching out her ass and pussy
and up her legs. When he was satisfied with what he
smelled his long rough tongue lanced out and lapped up the liquid that
had seeped from within Chrissy's pussy. Helmut cleaned
her ass in two quick passes and started working on her pussy.
Chrissy could feel his tongue on the outside first. That was why she
kept her self shaved, the feeling of a tongue on her was not
subdued by a thick patch of hair. Helmut started to explore inside
her. His long tongue seeking out the sweet nectar that was
Chrissy. He may not know what a clit is but he hit it just often
enough to make her start to tingle but not enough to make it hurt.
Chrissy could feel her clit start to poke out from it's little hood
which made Helmut lick it a little more. His long muscular
tongue reached up into her, searching for the source of her fluid. His
cold nose bumped her clit and she could feel the fur
around his mouth on her smooth snatch and thighs.
Spreading her knees with her hands as far as she could and hiking her
ass a bit more forward on the couch as to have a little
hang off the edge allowed Helmut even more access. He now licked from
her ass hole up through her dripping pussy, across
her erect clitoris and out.
Chrissy was starting to work up a little bit of a sweat, she perspired
easily and sex always got her started. A sheen emerged on
her forehead and across her breasts. She wiped her forehead with her
left hand and wiped it on the couch. Helmut looked up
from his duties and licked her breasts. They were kind of squeezed
together because of the seating position she was in.
Helmut's big tongue cleaned off her breasts and belly in no time. He
then returned to her pussy to finish the job there. Chrissy
loved it.
Helmut was starting to really get to her. It started as a little
tingle in her clit which spread to engulf her whole pussy from the
inside out. It crept into her belly and down her legs. The tingle grew
stronger and started to thrum with the rhythm that Helmut
beat with his tongue. Her breasts started to tingle and her nipples
felt like popcorn going off on the ends of her breasts. The
tingle in her crotch reached out and drew in Helmut, then the living
room, then her house, then the world. She was cumming.
Her pussy exploded with all the energy that the tingling had drawn in
moments ago. The explosion started deep in her belly.
Little quakes that rippled outward and down into her pussy. Then a
river unleashed itself inside her. The tide surged and ebbed
in rapid succession. Her pussy had spasm after spasm, each quicker
than the last. She squeezed Helmut's tongue involuntarily
with her pussy. He licked up all that she gave of herself. His rough
tongue licked the smooth contours of her box and it reached
deep within as the orgasm subsided.
The squeezes came slower and with less intensity but the tingle
remained. Her whole body tingled. It was strongest in her pussy
and on the ends of her breasts. She rubbed her hands down the inside
of her thighs and pushed her breasts together. Her
hands meandered down her belly, across the thin patch of hair above
the slit that began her pussy. She scratched her
pussy mound and then took Helmut's still working head in her hands.
She gave him a tug and he jumped up on the couch. His
front paws planted to her sides on the couch, while his rear paws
stayed on the floor in front of the sofa.
Helmut licked his mistress' face and breasts. went back to working on
her boobs. Chrissy just laid back and placed her hands on her up
raised knees again. Helmut licked her face once and Chrissy felt
something brush her bare snatch. She looked down between her belly and
his fur. She saw a raging red schlong poking out of Helmut's furry
sheath. It was only fractions of an inch from her pussy. The tip was
pointed and the whole thing glistened like snow on a really cold day.
Because she had just cum and her legs were spread so far, her pussy
was open a bit more than before. She could see their
reflection in the screen of the TV. Helmut licking the sweat from her
boobs, bobbing up and down. In the reflection it looked
like they were having sex! His tail was wagging and she was smiling.
She felt his dick brush against the bare skin of her pussy
lips again. She was hot but his dick felt like it was burning up.
She took her left hand and slipped it between her belly and under
Helmut's front leg. She watched herself in the reflection
slowly wrap her thin hand around Helmut's cock. He didn't seem to
notice except that his schlong surged when she grabbed it.
It was so warm! All wet and smooth up front and furry in back. She
could feel a lump at the base of his dick right before his
ball sack. It didn't seem to affect how his
cock worked, the longer she held it the bigger it got and more red
started to poke out. Boy her pussy felt hollow. That tongue
felt good. How would it feel with a dog cock buried in her tight, bald
pussy?
Helmut started to hump her hand and Chrissy decided that she wanted to
find out. Slowly she moved his cock closer to her
snatch. It bent and Helmut didn't seem to be hurt. It was like it was
on a hinge. Closer she moved, the millimeters seemed like
miles as Helmut's dog cock got closer to her pussy. Then they touched.
His dick was on fire and she was wetter than she had
ever been in her life. She pulled Helmut's cock closer and closer to
her opening, using the bump at the base as a handhold.
Gently the pointed tip eased its way past the outer folds of her
pussy. "I can't believe I'm doing this," Chrissy thought to herself
as Helmut's dick passed her small inner lips and the pointed dog cock
entered her pussy for the first time. Slowly she pulled
him in. His dog cock filling her hotly, stretching her neglected pussy
walls apart. When she could feel the fur of his cock sheath
on her bare pussy lips Chrissy let go of his knot and laid back a
little.
She could feel a trickle start from his dick, and thought that her
pussy was soaking it up like a sponge. She could feel his dick
grow inside her pussy. Helmut started his dog thrusts and with each
thrust his cock seemed to grow. Every time he pumped,
his cock would sink deeper into her belly and its girth would spread
her pussy wider. She looked in the reflection and his furry
sheath was all the way back and the knot was exposed now. On the next
thrust the knot touched her outer pussy lips. Helmut
got his rhythm going. Then in a smooth even extra push inserted his
knot in her pussy. She felt a quick stretch as his knot
entered her pussy and swelled into place just inside. He stopped
pulling out as far and just moved a few centimeters in and out.
His cock kept growing! It was really big inside her now and the knot
was swelling up tight inside. In the reflection she could
just make out her pussy lips being pulled back and going in with
Helmut's thrusts. The knot was firmly in place in her love box
and it obviously was not going to come out. She was locked, dick to
pussy with her dog.
Then the first shot hit her. A lava flow of dog sperm lanced up into
her cunt like molten lead. Her head went dizzy as Helmut
stopped his thrusting motions and he concentrated on loading her full
of his dog sperm. On and on he went, one hot shot of
sperm after another. Where was it all going? She started to cum, his
hot knot was bumping against her clit from the inside
causing a sweet spasm to rack her body. Her pussy clenched and dragged
on his dick, pulling the sperm he was delivering
deep into her loins. When her orgasm subsided Helmut was still pumping
loads of cum into her pussy. The spurts were
lessened than at first, but still. Even with her pussy sealed off by
his knot she started to loose his cum out the edges. The sticky
girl/dog cum mix snaked it's way to coat her ass hole and drip onto
the floor in globs.
She felt the surges all but stop and Helmut's dick began to slowly
shrink. She ran her hand between them and could feel his big
knot stretching her pussy lips out. There was A LOT of cum seeping out
from the junction of his red cock and her pink pussy.
She could feel the furry sheath pushed back to his balls and his fur
rubbing on her breasts and inner thighs. She kept her hands
cupped about his balls and her pussy. After what seemed like twenty
minutes of being locked together like that, Helmut slipped
free of her. A gallon of dog cum poured from her into her hands, down
her ass and legs, and onto the couch and floor.
Nice pooch that Helmut was, he licked her crotch and the carpet clean
and then laid down to clean himself. Chrissy felt all
warm inside with Helmut's sperm swimming around in her. In the TV
reflection she could see that her dog had spread her
pussy wider than any man ever had, cum longer, deeper and hotter.
Helmut had filled her pussy to well over flowing. He hadn't
just left her after he came, and even cleaned her up after. Chrissy
had a sneaking suspicion that that knot was not a disease on
her dog's cock. In fact, watching him lick his dick clean, she thought
it was a blessing.
End
*********
It happened the first time when I was seventeen. I was on the
cheerleading squad and thought I was pretty hot stuff. I worked
hard to keep myself in shape and it really bugged me to see these
other girls who were out of shape. I guess I was kind of
mean to some of the other girls in school who didn't have a body like
mine. It was Saturday. We had just won the homecoming
game the night before and a bunch of us were going to take the floats
apart. I guess I had a slight touch of PMS and I got a
little bitchy with some of the other girls who were helping. I could
see some of them talking amongst themselves but paid no
attention.
Finally Tiffany came over to me and asked me to come over to her
house. She said that her brother Adam was home and her
parents were gone. He was in his third year of college and he was a
major hunk. I accepted her offer. I wasn't so bitchy after
that. I was too busy daydreaming of Adam.
We finished taking the float apart and I stopped at home to freshen up
to look my best for Adam. I drove over to Tiffany's
house and almost skipped up the walk to her front door. She invited me
in and offered me a beer. Knowing her parents
weren't home, I took it. I asked where Adam was and she told me he was
upstairs getting ready for me.
I was almost finished with my beer when she said, "I wonder what's
keeping him. Let's go check on him."
We went upstairs and she knocked on the door and just walked in,
pulling me in behind her. Before I could react, someone
grabbed my arms and pulled them behind me. I let out a scream that
could've woke the dead. A second later there was a scarf
or something pulled into my mouth and I was shoved onto the bed, face
down. My arms were pulled over my head and ropes
were tied to my wrists. I fought with everything I had but they were
just too strong. A few seconds later they tied my legs.
I was now kneeling on the floor, tied face down on the bed with my
arms stretched to toward the opposite corners of the bed,
my knees on the floor being held apart by ropes around my thighs also
tied to the bedposts. I struggled to see who my captors
were. They made it easy by standing on the opposite side of the bed.
It was Tiffany and three other girls from the float
committee. I tried to ask what was going on but couldn't talk with the
scarf gagging me.
They all laughed at my predicament and started talking about what they
should do with 'the bitch.' I felt my face turning red but
I wasn't sure if it was from embarrassment or from anger.
Jessica finally talked directly to me, "Well, Stacy it seems you've
been quite bitchy lately and you've been taking it out on all of
us." I tried screaming obscenities at her but to no avail. I tried to
follow her with my eyes as she walked around the bed behind
me. I lost sight of her halfway around the bed but felt her raise my
skirt.
***SMACK*** She slapped my ass hard. I tried screaming at her again.
***SMACK*** She did it again -- harder. Tears were now streaming down
my face but I refused to give in to her. I kept
trying to scream through the gag.
***SMACK*** *sob*
***SMACK*** *whimper*
***SMACK***
My face was now just buried in the bedcovers. Someone untied the gag
and I lifted my head.
Kelly pointed a finger at my face, "No more noise or we'll gag you
again."
I knew she meant it.
Jessica pulled my panties aside and I fought the urge to yell again.
"She's dripping wet! She gets off on being spanked."
I wanted to scream at her but I calmly told her it was because I was
thinking about Tiffany's brother.
"Are you going to be nice to us from now on?" Kelly glared at me.
"Yes. Please untie me."
"Oh no. You are going to have to prove how nice you're going to be to
us and you can start by being nice to me." Kelly
sneered. I didn't know what she meant until she crawled up onto the
bed and sat in front of my face. She spread her legs apart
and I saw she wasn't wearing panties.
"No Kelly. Please don't do this." I whined.
She grabbed my hair and scooted her butt forward until her pussy hairs
were tickling my nose, "You owe me, bitch. You're so
fucking full of yourself and you think you're better than the rest of
us. Lick!" I started crying. I was so humiliated. My tongue
flicked out and tasted the heat of Kelly's slit. Still crying, I
didn't see Tiffany's dog Bear come into the room. I felt the hairs on
his muzzle touch my butt as his nose zeroed in on my dripping pussy. I
panicked when I realized what was happening. I had
seen Bear before. He was huge -- a Newfoundland. His name fit him well
because he looked as ominous as a bear.
Sara laughed and pointed at the dog, "Look, even Bear thinks Stacy's a
bitch."
I cried harder, "Please make him stop."
"Oh but I think he likes you." Tiffany sneered.
Suddenly I felt his huge, rough tongue slide between my open thighs
and into my slit. My butt wiggled when I felt this violation.
He kept licking and licking. Then he stopped. I was relieved until I
felt his hairy weight on my back. I could feel his powerful
body thrusting forward and soon felt his pointed cock poking my
thighs.
He was missing his mark and I was glad. Then Tiffany took his cock and
guided it right between my swollen pussy lips. He
thrust in a little and as soon as he realized he was inside, he thrust
forward with enormous force. I yelped at the sudden
intrusion. I tried to block out the perversion of this act by
imagining it was my last boyfriend. It was no use. I'd never had a
boyfriend that fucked so hard and fast as this.
He kept pummeling my vagina for a few minutes and then I felt him
tense up and he just pushed forward with little strokes. The
next thing I felt was the entrance to my vagina being stretched. I
knew about dogs getting tied to each other and realized that
was going to happen to me. I was sobbing, "Please stop. Make him
stop." over and over.
As his knot grew, the pressure on my clitoris increased. That and his
continued rocking in and out drove my body to a
powerful orgasm. My face contorted with the mixture of pain and
pleasure. Suddenly I saw a flash of light, and another. Tiffany
was taking Polaroid snapshots of me being fucked by her dog.
Tiffany took several pictures of me with her dog hunched over my back
while the dog's enormous cock pulsed inside me. As
the pictures developed, she held them up in front of my face; one by
one. I couldn't see them very well for the tears I had in my
eyes but she described what she saw in each one. Her descriptions only
made me cry harder as she used the word 'bitch' at
every opportunity. Next she handed one snapshot to each of the other
girls, keeping a few for herself. Tiffany looked down at
me and laughed, "You won't need a picture to remember this. It'll be
burned into your memory forever."
I just sobbed. Bear was still locked inside me. At least he wasn't
pounding into me anymore.
Finally the swelling in his penis went down and he pulled it out of
me. As soon as it popped out, my panties slipped over my
abused slit, catching the flood of dog cum that rushed out of my
stretched hole. Now my panties were completely soaked and
the cum started running down the insides of my thighs.
As Tiffany untied me she said, "I hope your attitude toward the rest
of us is going to be better from now on. We wouldn't want
anyone to find out that you enjoy fucking dogs so much, now would we?"
I hung my head and shook it back and forth.
"From now on I own you and you'll do whatever I say, won't you?"
I looked up to protest but saw her holding one of the pictures. I
whispered, "Yes."
"I didn't hear you." she said in a condescending tone. The other girls
giggled.
"Yes. I'll do what you say." I said a little louder.
"You'll do whatever anyone here wants from now on. We all own you."
I started crying again, "Yes."
I was back in school again on Monday. I know it was just my
imagination but it seemed like everyone knew what I had done.
I had trouble concentrating on my school work but I made it through
the day alright. Tuesday came and things seemed a little
better. Wednesday was pretty uneventful. Then it happened. After
school, Tiffany stopped me by my locker, "So Stacy. How
would you like to come over to my house this Saturday night?"
"I'm really busy this weekend, Tiffany."
"Let me rephrase that -- Come over to my house Saturday night at six.
Don't be late." She made a motion with her hands by
her face like she was taking a picture.
My heart sunk, "Okay Tiffany. I'll be there. Who else is going to be
there?"
"Just you and me... and Bear." she giggled. "Please Tiffany."
"Don't be late." she quipped.
Saturday seemed to drag on forever. I must've checked the clock a
thousand times. I left in time to arrive at Tiffany's house by
six o'clock. I rang the doorbell.
Tiffany answered the door, "Oh Stacy! What a nice surprise. Please
come in."
She got me a Pepsi and told me to follow her up to her room. When we
got up there, she closed the door and said she wanted
me to see how well Bear was trained.
She made him sit, shake hands, roll over, speak, play dead. She left
him lying on his back, playing dead and said, "You know,
he gets awfully frustrated not having any way to relieve his pent-up
sexual energy. I think you could help him."
"How?"
"Come over here." she crouched down next to Bear.
I walked over to her.
"Come on. Down here."
I knelt beside her.
"He likes to have his belly rubbed. Go ahead." she coaxed. I gently
touched his belly and rubbed his thick coat.
"Rub him lower."
I stroked his belly lower, carefully avoiding the hairy sheath.
"Touch it, Stacy."
I brushed my fingertips against the loose skin.
"Rub his cock through the sheath."
I touched my fingers gently to it. Then curled them slightly and began
stroking it. I could feel the thin hard shaft inside. Each
time I slid the sheath up and down the length of it, it got a little
bigger and stuck out of the sheath a little more. I watched the
pointed tip appear on each down stroke and vanish on each up stroke.
Bear started making little grunting noises. His cock was
growing larger now -- thicker and longer and a little bit of fluid was
oozing out of the end of it. I stared at it, amazed by the
spectacle of it. I was so engrossed in it that I was startled by
Tiffany's voice. "Suck it, Stacy."
I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I shook my head 'no.'
"Remember the pictures."
I didn't have to look at her face to know the expression she
displayed.
I bent forward with tears running down my cheeks. I lay my face on
Bear's belly and inched my mouth forward until the point
of his red hardness touched my lips. It was so hot compared to the
guys I'd been with. I touched it with my tongue and tasted
the thin liquid that was now squirting out in little jets. The taste
wasn't all that bad. I wrapped my lips around the end of it and
bobbed my head up and down on it, my tongue and lips caressing the
length of it. His cock kept swelling. I could feel the knot
growing inside his sheath. I slid it down and the knot popped out. My
fingers wrapped around the knot and it swelled more,
pulsing in my hand. I noticed the flavor of the fluid changing. It was
saltier than before. His body was hunching now, trying to
push his cock further into my mouth. His knot swelled up about the
size of my fist and rock hard. His cum sprayed the back of
my throat and threatened to overflow my mouth. I kept swallowing as
the salty fluid continued to jet into my mouth. Each squirt
was a little smaller now until finally it seemed to stop. I pulled
away from him and sat up, wiping my mouth with the back of my
hand.
Tiffany smiled, "Good girl. I'll see you next week in school."
The next three weeks were uneventful. I was on my best behavior at
school whenever I was around the girls who knew my
secret and they didn't say anything. I thought maybe it was all behind
me until I saw Tiffany after the football game on Friday
night...
We were in the locker room changing back into our regular clothes when
Tiffany asked me, "Do you wanna come over to my
place tomorrow night?"
"I'm really kinda busy this weekend." I protested.
"Don't tell me we have to go through this again." she sighed,
"Besides, Adam is going to be home this weekend and my parents
are going to be gone again."
"I remember what happened last time you said that." I muttered.
"Come over about 2 tomorrow afternoon." Then she added, "Don't be
late."
I nodded, gritting my teeth.
On the off chance that Adam would be there, I decided to dress in a
cute skirt with a low-cut top. I walked up to Tiffany's
house and rang the doorbell. She promptly answered it and let me in.
Seeing Adam there made me smile.
I walked in and said hi to Adam. We chatted for a while -- well he
mostly talked about college and parties and stuff like that. I
didn't say all that much and Tiffany just sat there listening. I'd
almost forgotten she was there.
"So Adam, why don't you ask Stacy about the pictures I showed you?"
Tiffany's words were like a dagger through my heart.
"No Tiffany. Please." I knew I was whining, "You said you wouldn't
show them to anybody if I was good. I've held up my end
of the bargain."
"Yeah. You have been pretty good lately. I'll tell you what. I'll give
the pictures to Adam and he can decide what to do with
them."
I looked at her, then at Adam with a hopeful look in my eyes.
When Adam had the pictures in his hands, he looked at me a little
strangely, "Stacy, you can have the pictures if you do one
thing for me."
I was very excited about being able to finally put this all behind me,
"Anything Adam. What do you want?"
I watched his face and saw something devious. "C'mon upstairs."
I followed him up the stairs again, back to the same room where this
ordeal began.
He stepped in front of me, looking down the front of my top. He
reached up with one finger and hooked it between my
breasts, "Take it off."
"No. Please Adam."
"You said anything. Do you want the pictures?"
I could feel my chin quivering and I took off my top. He brushed his
fingers over my bra, causing my nipples to harden, "Take
off your bra, too."
I reached behind my back and unhooked it, then pulled each of the
straps down off my shoulders. Finally I pulled it forward,
exposing my breasts to him.
He made a humming sound while rubbing his thumbs over my nipples, then
pinching them.
I winced.
"Now the skirt. Take it off."
I undid my belt and slipped my skirt down my legs and stepped out of
it.
"The panties too." he smirked.
I wiggled out of them and tossed them on top of my skirt. "Bend over."
I bent forward and rested my hands on the bed. He rubbed his hand over
my butt, "Mmmmm, so nice. I want to see a live
performance. Here Bear. C'mon boy." Adam called the dog over to us. He
pulled my legs apart a little and encouraged the
dog to sniff between them. The big dog's rough tongue sent a shiver
through me as it rasped over my sensitive flesh.
My body betrayed me by lubricating my vagina. This encouraged the dog
even more and before long I felt his heavy body on
top of my back. His powerful front legs wrapped around my waist and he
started humping at me. Adam was watching closely
and reached up to guide the red shaft inside me. A second after it
made contact between my labia, the dog thrust forward,
driving himself deep inside me. His thrusting was frantic, like a
jackhammer. It didn't take long before Bear's cock began to
swell at the base. He forced his enormous rod deep inside and held it
there while the knot grew inside me.
I was close to cumming from the pressure on my clit and the pulsing
knot just inside the entrance to my vagina. Adam climbed
up on the bed and knelt in front of me, displaying his hard cock,
"Suck it bitch."
I opened my mouth and let him push his cock in. He held my head in his
hands and literally fucked my mouth. I nearly gagged
each time he hit the back of my throat. I was plugged at both ends,
close to cumming and hoping Adam wouldn't cum at the
same time as me or I might inhale some of his semen. My body kept
tensing, the pressure building higher and higher, little
ripples racing through me, building into bigger waves. Finally the big
waves were washing over me. I was screaming as best I
could with a mouthful of cock..
Adam pulled himself out of my mouth and shot his white sticky cum all
over my face and into my hair. When he finished
cumming, he held his still-hard cock in my face and told me to clean
it off. I licked it as clean as I could. Adam got back up
and walked around behind me to check on the status of my tie with
Bear. I'm sure he could see the dog's knot still bulging
inside me.
He threw the pictures on the bed in front of me and left the room.
*****
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