‘Listen, I want to be clear with you,’ she said making eye contact. She has such beautiful blue eyes and when she leaned forward like that across ...he counter, I could see down her blouse. I saw her bra and nearly saw her nipple. Wow. I can’t wait to go home and jerk-off over that sight. I don’t like you,’ she said. Only, I know she was playing hard to get. ‘You are a very strange man. Lastly, you are way too old for me. I am only 23-years-old and you are like 40-years-old.’ ‘Well, thank you for. Her moans as she fingered her ass were driving me wild and making my dick throb as it swelled to a point that my wife loves to call “steel-hard”.After a minute she removed her finger, grasped my dick with her other hand and began to lower herself onto me. My shock set in when I felt the head of my dick plunge into her ass and hearing my noisy gasp my wife looked over her shoulder with an evil grin,“Mmmmm…. I have been waiting for you to take my ass baby. I’ve been letting Mike fuck my ass a lot. He captured my heart profoundly, and I scooped him up and we went in search of a veterinarian.Sammy – that's the name that came to mind – and I found a wonderful vet, who spent hours getting him all fixed up. His injuries were superficial, but painful, so he spent a few days residing on special pillows I bought for him and scattered around the house. There was one beside my bed, one in the kitchen, one in the living room, so we could enjoy the view together, and one in the Lexus, on the seat. They were childless, and I became the child they never would have. I think that they really wanted a surrogate son; Uncle George gave me a copy of the "Boy Scout Handbook" that dated from the late twenties, a book that had everything a kid needed to know about woodsmanship, and that book became my constant companion. I wished I were a boy, so that I could join the Boy Scouts and find other kindred spirits.Uncle George also gave me a present that changed my life: a camera.I found out that I had.