”As soon as I opened the door to my small studio apartment, Baxter ran towards the couch and laid belly up, wagging his tail and looking at us. Ann,...as expected, walked towards him and gave his much requested belly rub. “Don’t tease him too much, or he’ll get excited,” I joked.“Ha-ha, very funny, Will.” As I reached for the cabinet in search for a glass to pour some water for us, she continued. “Though I didn’t know dogs had such big dicks.”“Wait, what? I was concentrated in pulling Baxter away. Fang and Mister Jangles, that is just as confusing. He is smarter as Fang, so much smarter. But for each of us, our original mind is predominantly in control. Mostly, it is little things. If Di wants a snack, she is likely to grab a chocolate bar. Yet as Dire, I am more likely to grab something like vinegar potato chips or pretzels. Di loves relaxing and reading, Dire will binge watch 8 hours of TV and movies at a time. I am sitting here, interacting with you as if I am Di, because this is who. Someone on the design team decided that all that strength and space might make a decent sail locker so the spare storm sails and the spinnakers are stored there.“Gimme a hand ... Tyche wants the spinnaker flown.”“Tyche?”“Yeah ... she’s running the boat.”“Tyche?”“Yup.”I went to the starboard hull and fetched the spin halyard, opened the spin locker and clipped the top of the ‘sock’. Spins are lightweight and thin... ‘Socked’ they don’t take much room. There’s a lightweight pair of paracord lines. Even after sating his appetite with lovely, hot Alicia Shelton, all he could think of was the way Billie looked in her forlorn and raggedy cotton dress.A dove flew up from the roadside and narrowly missed hitting the front of the truck. Hanson watched it disappear into the trees, and somehow its graceful flight brought another dreamy image of Billie into his head. That lovely little cunt of hers, delicately shaped... all white from being hidden from the sun. And when he'd opened it with his.