I mean, when I was a pup and trying to be human, I figured they just made noise to mean a few things, like hunger or pain, or anger maybe. But in trut..., the language of dogs is a lot more complex than that and we communicated thoughts and feelings, and even ideas which would have seemed quite normal between humans. So why would it be less so for dogs?The memories of my ignorance made me giggle sometimes, and I tried not to laugh too much, because it was the one sound I still made that was. I had no idea what to expect and her going with me was a real relief. Cindy was the kind of person who could talk to anyone and become instant friends, like she'd known them all her life. I used to live alone and, after several months, I knew practically none of my neighbors. I was just a quiet, private sort of a guy. Cindy almost insisted that I move in with her and I agreed. It was Cindy's outgoing nature that really attracted me to her. After we talked about some of my fantasies, and it. She loved men looking at her and she would have been more than happy to drop her knickers for him. Miss Curtis was already at her desk. She looked up at Sindy. "Ah Miss Lewis. You are to go for your medical immediately. We then have a working lunch with our new client Mr Wainwright. You can fetch me a coffee first as I am very busy this morning." Sindy was happy to oblige and Miss Curtis looked at the sissy's ass as she walked away. "Nice."Thirty minutes later Sindy stood outside the doctor's. I couldn’t wait. When we got inside our apartment he slapped me in the ass and said go get ready, we’ll have a line waiting for you when you get back. So I walked quickly to the bathroom and cleaned up. When I returned he was undressed sitting on the couch, he had this ginormous dick cradled in the palm of his hand and on top of it was a line of cristal. My jaw dropped and I froze in mid stride. He said hurry up this stuff is starting to burn. So I grabed a straw off the coffee table and.