“Can I at least just lay here with you? I just want to hold you.” he said.Missy’s initial stiffness slowly softened, but her soft sobs still cam....“Stop talking” she said. “I don’t know how I can ever get over seeing that, and then what she DID to me. I might not. But somehow I still feel better with you holding me. I don’t want to be alone. So just be quiet and hold me. You can go back to the couch after I go to sleep so Chelle doesn’t know. But first, I gotta pee.” Missy finished, then climbed. This ... animal," patting the big dog on the head, looking up at Sam with the most pitiful expression on his face that he could muster.Sam laughed hard seeing all of Major's seventy five pounds curled up on Lynn's tiny lap; she howled louder listening to Lynn whine about his clothes. Then with the timing of the perfect straight man, Major let his long tongue drop down the side of his mouth. He looked up at his mistress, cocking his head he gave her that, "Who me?" look. Sam staggered back. There were an iron bed and a nice soft mattress.To make cozy and sensual love, we were a little hungry. I quickly made some dinner with roasted asparagus and zucchini and some chicken breast with blue cheese. I also took out red wine from the kitchen cabinet. I arranged a dinner table. I also removed the black nail paint from my jeans pocket.I said, “Rhea, let me paint your nails first.” She was just amazed and shocked. How could I be so dramatic tonight? She laughed and forwarded me her hands.. She could feel his essence right from the start, the first day they met. Strange how powerful the attraction was and so immediately. She sensed a mutual magnetism and interest, as well, and hoped it wasn't just her rich imagination. She could see the gleam in his eyes as he caressed her thoroughly with just his look. His smile and approach seemed to say much as to his approval of her own lithe form and appearance. Again, she prayed she was reading him right. She was glad she wore the tighter.