Danielle woke early Sunday morning to the sounds and smells of breakfast being prepared and wondered if her parents had come back from camping early. ...he got out of bed and headed for the kitchen to see what the sounds and smells were. Walking into the room she was surprised to see Bryan standing over a hot stove making omelets and bacon. ‘What a nice surprise’ she said as she walked up behind him. ‘I haven’t had breakfast in a long time and what your cooking looks delicious.’ ‘It’s the least I. ”“That’ll work. How far out are you?”“About half an hour,” she said. “I just finished my shift.”“Care to tell me what your bosses said about what happened here?”“No, it’s none of your business.”“So, everything I do is your business, but anything that might keep you from being around to help me help you isn’t mine?”She growled over the phone. “You know there are things I can’t discuss with you.”“Fine, I’ll see you at the school,” I said and hung up.I made it to my car, had a look around because. I found myself with my hand on the door handle breath heavy, aroused. Through the window in the door, I saw Jackie stand and bend over the table to reach the speakerphone in the centre.She evidently tried to pull it towards her but it was attached to the surface, necessitating her use of the buttons in her current position. Her wide hips gave a pleasing round shape to her quite firm arse which I watched, fixated as I silently turned the handle and opened the door a crack. The phone disconnected. You are suffering from an understandable shock which has crossed some psychosexual wires. It may be uncomfortable, but you’ll need to put them back yourself through the physical therapy I prescribe. The therapy is custom-made to suit the patient's needs, and if engaging in masturbatory fantasies seems to work for you, you should keep it up.”“So your solution for me - is to masturbate to… dogs.” she repeated, still in disbelief. “Surely this can be done separately? The sex stuff and the dog.