I explained her that my dog is vaccinated n doesn’t need to take injections she will be fine with antiseptic cream. Finally she agreed to come insid.... I asked her to take bath with dettol water n then she can apply the cream. She denied n said she wants to go home. I tried to convince her n was able to do that after a little bit of explanations. She went to the bathroom n was taking shower n in the meantime I got the 1st aid kit out of drawer, checked my dog to ensure he is tied properly. After. Now that was weird. Ihadn't been 'checked out' so blatantly since... ever really. That was whyI'd fantasised about being a girl like this: because I'd missed out onthat entire segment of life. It felt... nice.While I was standing there thinking about it, I got leers from two othermen, one of them quite dark skinned and tasty. It was actually kind ofnice.I started walking through the milling crowds, just feeling what it waslike to be young again but in this new and exciting way: to be checkedout. . well, shock, from her having to root though my things to find clothes that would work. She had comments about men, and living conditions, that weren't very favorable. It made me wonder if this was such a great idea.Jessica, on the other hand, bounced out the door. She had a big smile on her face."Hi, Mom!" Don't give me that. You get to carry in John's things and wash them. All of them."Jessica looked at me a bit concerned. I gave her a little half smile.Theresa wasn't finished. "Did you. He then called his father and explained the situation. Doug surprised me by handing me the phone. Mr. Peterson Sr. then begrudgingly gave me his assurance that I would have a full report within several days on Mr.Greg Sands. The second part of the question to answer was more difficult. I just shrugged my shoulders and said I couldn’t provide any insight as to why Sandman was doing this. I secretly believed this was a twisted way of Sandman thanking me for fucking my wife. I sat with Doug for an.