Usne tea rakhi aur nahane chali gayi tabtak mai neckless ke designs dekh raha thaTab usne mujhe aavaj lagai ki woh uska towel bhool gai haiWoh boli ki...kapat maise De do maine aavaj sunkar bhi na suna kiya usne bahot aavaj lagaye maine choop ke se uthke main door band kar diya tabtak woh khud nangi bahar aayi and bedroom mai gayi and kapat maise towel nikal rahi thi toh mai firse andekha kiya and chair pai baith gaya fir maine aavaj lagai kya hua didi tumne mujhe aavaj di thi kya aisa maine. It scares me, and I think it’s disgusting, but I have to do it.”A few minutes later, standing outside the church away from the c***dren. She’s looking dead into camera. “My name is Emmanuelle Christie, and I want to have sex with a dog.”We see Emmanuelle on a train, in a tight t-shirt so tight we can see the pattern on her bra and another pair of jeans (not ripped this time) heading west from Cardiff to Bristol to meet our next dog and his owners.We’ve met Rocky in Gateshead, Bruno on the road. Julie Mackay was blonde, large-breasted and strikingly attractive. Like her rather errant daughter, she too had studied at Oxford, indeed, if Professor Hawthorne - the tutor they shared over twenty years apart - was to be believed, Julie had been a model student. Certainly she had graduated with a First Class degree, had been snapped up by one of the top five firms and her career had taken wings. Gaby often suspected this wasn’t the whole truth; after all she was only twenty two years younger. The parade of sexy ladies strutting theirstuff certainly didn't hurt Miss Jacqueline's business at all, either.It was always busy and the gentlemen customers were always wearingupscale clothes, mainly three piece suits during the lunch hour or afterbusiness hours rush. But, like I said, today isn't a typical day. It's the first day ofsummer vacation. Alan & I had just graduated from 10th grade and werelooking forward to a summer hanging out, playing video games andlounging around our pool. .