" I felt a soft hand caress the side of my face. The warmth of her breath touched my cheek. I opened my eyes to see her face almost touching mine. "Ba...y, the fire's out and I'm cold. Let's go to bed."We both stood up, a bit stiff from lying on the hard floor. She took my hand, but I just scooped her up in my arms. She snuggled her head into my neck as I carried her to the bedroom. After gently laying her on the bed and pulling the covers up to her neck, I told her I had to use the bathroom. I. For one thing he was a giant. Must've stood 30 inches tall at the shoulder. For another thing, he was wearing a huge, white chef's hat. He was trimmed in the usual poodle lion style, only on him it was really effective. I mean that dog had muscles and then some.He took one look at Big Blondie and started in with the howling. "WOO-WOO-WOO-WOORAHH!" he articulated most distinctly.Major Scampi looked like he was about at his wits end, what with the dog's baleful outbursts and the unprofessional. She wants to become a 'pissconnoisseur'. Several of the guys guffawed over that comment. Tinymentioned I should keep a journal of the smell and taste of piss.As I tilted the glass back and I could see some of the magenta print,"Piss in Here, Jill." I was ashamed as the men watched me but the mostembarrassing moment came as I was drinking the glass of pee when Tinyquizzically asked, "Is your pussy leaking sissy?"Unbeknown to me since I was so distracted by everything else my bladderhad started. ‘Innocent until proven guilty……. I’ll say it again. Innocent until proven guilty. If the prosecution can prove my client committed murder then let them prove it. Until then you must see my client as innocent. You must see my client as being not guilty.’ It was the kind of logic that played well to the jury made up of three computer techs, three civil servants, two high school teachers, two transit workers, a library clerk, and a notary public. They were the kind of people who lawyers like.