The little teenager squinted her eyes, and pressed as close to the window as she could, but still, Katie couldn't see past the front gates the raging ...torm. She sighed heavily, and resigned herself to staying a lot longer, and turned to see what treasures the room had to show her.The room was lavishly decorated with candles upon silver candlestick holders, ancient portraits of Victorian design, and a simply huge solid oak wardrobe against one wall. In the corner sat a queen sized four poster. The video kept saying it would take some time to train a dog. Then it hit me. Audrey had said Rex was very affectionate. So that is what she meant. My God, she was a bitch. Rex knew what to do because he was already trained.I looked over to see Rex with his nose pressed against the window. I was trembling. I had gleefully watched those videos with women being mounted by dogs. But this was real. This was me giving myself to an animal. “Perhaps I will just let him lick me” I thought and I let him. So I wanted the curling or the waving to fall down the sides andthe back so I could sculpt a "Do" which would thrill a June Allyson or aDoris Day. Doris Day, June Allyson, MY SON! Lordy, Lordy!I sectioned off the first lock of hair and waited as Wendy reached backand handed me a curler and a pick. It was so nice to be setting my son'shair with his help. The ultimate in Mother and Son togetherness.I hadn't forgotten my rolling skills. The first roller wound it's wayhome. It was tight and Wendy. "Sir, if you would select your four concubines, we can get you quickly on your way." Sgt. Budzinski?" Marvin was a little puzzled by this individual's young appearance.The young man apologized and explained, "No, sorry for not introducing myself, sir, I'm Pvt. Williams. Sgt. Budzinski is over there briefing the brain trust we were sent to retrieve." Thank you, private." Marvin dismissed Williams and started making his way to the commotion at the far side of the order pick up window."Sir," Pvt..