"Well, thanks for all your help sweetie. I'll be sure to let them know who helped me," she said walking away. I hated to see her go, but the way she w...lked away made it okay. As I left the store and began my walk home, there was only one thing on my mind: a woman so beautiful and sexy, and I didn't even know her name. My dirty mind began wandering. I imagined her body and I had questions too. Was she married? Does she have kids? Did she like me? Was she thinking of me as much as I was thinking. This alerted me enough to remember that I was a stranger in someone’s shower, someone I had never met before, and this was not right. Though I contemplated stopping, finishing my shower and getting out quickly, I thought about the fact that I would probably never get another chance to do what I was finally getting to do. This was possibly my only chance, and I had to take it. I moved my mind back to my wet body and the hand that was patiently waiting to play with my pussy. I let it sit there. "Who--I mean--how? What I mean is: 'Who is this?'" It's me. The dog's house." I don't get it. What do you mean by that?" I'm the dog's house. You wanted to know where Pookie is and I am telling you that Pookie is indisposed."Marigold looked around to make sure that none of the neighbours were witness to the spectacle of a grown woman having a conversation with a doghouse."Wait a minute. How can you talk? You're a wooden structure--not a human being--not even an animal." Honey, you ain't so. What do you suppose it is?" Well open it and see," advised Pam.Kim shrugged and unfolded the metal clasp. "It's not even sealed," she commented. Once opened, she tipped the other end up. Both women gasped in surprise as Kim held up a small, decorated circle with feathers hanging from it."It's dream catcher." It's more than that. It's OUR dream catcher." The one that hung in our room?" Pam marveled. "I thought you had it." I thought YOU did!" Kim scratched her snow white hair. "I went to take it.