The name's Anne Berkely." Okay then Stan, I'll see you on Monday night. With Anne. I look forward to meeting her!" Belinda rang off with the faintest ...f quiet laughter.On Sunday morning Stan once again took himself off into town in search of a late breakfast. This time he went straight to Iorio's.He walked in, nodded at the man behind the counter, said "Hello!" and sat on one of the tall bar stools there. The guy, who Stan assumed was the proprietor, said "Hi. You were here this time last week,. Rebecca clipped the leading chain to his collar and motioned me to spring open the heavy clamps attaching his yoke to the capstan bar. I pulled the bar back a foot or so, and stood ready with a cattle prod in case of any disobedience, But when his little handler tugged on the chain, he stepped forward quite meekly, following her to the pen Robbie and I had built for him against the far wall of the shed. It was a strong pen, though I say so myself, About seven feet long and two and a half feet. . I shouldpull away I should go someplace else... bid you good bye... have yougo... leave.But none of those things are in my power to do right now and all Ican see is your lips coming closer to mine and I close my eyes witha delicious shiver and wait breathlessly... SIMONLike the tiniest ember on a field of dry grass... The wildfire of feelings which consume us from the second our lipspress together fills the room it is so palpable... your body goes limpinstantly, near begging for me to take. They had some pretty cool magazines that I would look at while I played with my little clit. Once I even found moms dildo and ran it over my pussy lips and I even tried to stick it in me but it was too big. It felt really good but I was always afraid that they might catch me so I didn't do it often. They also had porno tapes but all I could do was look at the box covers because I was scared to death they would find out I put them in the VCR.Anyway, one Saturday afternoon I was suppose to go on.