’ ‘Laura,’ I assured her with perfect sincerity, ‘I admire your work.’ ‘So what you’re saying is, you’d let me carry on with my work b...cause you admire it.’ ‘The way I’d put it is that your continuing with your work wouldn’t displease me.’ She pondered this. ‘But what if it one day did? Displease you, I mean. You’d make me stop.’ ‘I shouldn’t make you stop. Once you realised I didn’t like it, you just wouldn’t want to do it any more.’ ‘Is that likely? That you’d become displeased about my. You are ready for your uncle’s fuck, my sweetie.”At that I got up and turned, took off my bra and threw it on the floor. My boobs bounced and my supple nipples stood out round and inviting. I removed my shorts too.Then I stood close to him, one leg in between his legs and the other on the bed and pulled his face to my boobs. He started kneading my boobs like crazy, sucking and biting my nipples. With one hand he pressed and pinched my ass cheeks and with the other he fingered my pussy, rubbing. "That would be too goodfor him, no it is best he know his station in life" But isn't that a bitch?" I asked. "Si senor, even as he tried to claim for me, so he is now. "I was getting very confused and as I watched, yet another mongrel,this one much bigger came trotting over. After a few sniffs hispenis came out of it's sheath and he proceeded to impale the female. The bitch seemed to wince as the new male was much bigger than thefirst. The owner laughed and spoke harshly to his dog. "So it. I never get those legal things straight." She paused again and I looked at Jim. He looked as though Alice's narrative force and physical bulk had overwhelmed him completely. I caught myself wondering just what Mr. Singleton was like."Where's Susan Gillespie now?" I asked innocently."Oh, she's not Gillespie. She went back to her maiden name, Mitchell, and then remarried about two years later. She's now Susan Larsen. Her husband's an insurance man and they've got two teen-aged girls. They live.