“I’d like you to meet Blazer.” At the end of the leash she holds in her hands is a beautiful German Sheppard. His coat is a glossy black and his...eyes shimmering and aware. He sniffs the air as he enters the room his tail wagging like a puppy with a new toy. “Blazer is three years old and is one of the house favorites. He’s been with us since he was a puppy and has many repeat customers.” Kim explains like a perfect salesmen, “Aggressive but not overly, he has been known to wear out our members. This year was to be different. Very different it turned out. We have a mutual friend with a truck, and he offered to use it when we went to get a tree. We have known John for a while and he was an ok guy. His wife left him earlier this year. We don’t know why, we figured he would tell us when the time was right for him. We set out for the ride to a place he knew that you could cut down your own tree. That is kind of rare here in Florida. You are usually dependent on the roadside stands for. Albeit, swaying just a little and cursing the huge solar star currently trying to smash its way through the blinds.My ass hurt, my throat was sore and dry, my jaw felt as though it had been punched.Running my hand along my neck, I felt my bra (sticky, nice), my abdomen, my thighs and, naturally, my panties were misplaced. Bound to be here somewhere... As I tried to kneel on the bed, hands clasped and searched for my panties in one direction and the champagne bottles in the other.Then the phone. To both of us.”“I meant what I said then. It doesn’t matter to us what you do for work,” Veronica smiled warmly. “You’re both wonderful people, Debbie.”Debbie smiled widely and stepped forward to hug Veronica. Veronica wrapped her arms around the other woman, before stepping back to look around the large, tiled room.“What are we doing in here?” Veronica’s question was answered with a sly grin as Debbie withdrew a razor and shaving lather from the vanity cabinet. Veronica looked Debbie up and.