The sarong was so thin it allowed the shadow of my hairy pussy to show faintly even though as part of the “treatment” the twins had neatly trimmed...that unmanageable patch of wild hair. The massage worked wonders and they spent a lot of time on the lower back and upper thighs. When they were satisfied they both escorted me to the large center table in the main room where Jason was tending a charcoal hibachi. Jason had changed into a light grey waste high sarong much in the pattern of a pacific. As I opened the door to the kennel the Lab jumped out, knocked me over and landed right on my chest. He licked my face ecstatically, as if I’d owned him for years and I just returned from a long vacation. I shoved him off of me and got to my feet. I walked to the door, and without having to call him the Lab followed me out the door to the front desk. “I found a keeper!” I exclaimed. “Well that sure was fast.” Meredith said. Then she handed me the adoption papers I had to fill out. After. I especially loved that part where you poured bourbon down our cracks and drank it up immediately. How did that taste, more bourbon or bottom?" Sandra winked at me."A little of each, though your asses were somewhat sweeter than the whiskey. Plus they didn't burn my throat going down," I replied as I washed Ninve and Sandra first instead of expecting them to serve me this time."So, you forgive us?" Ninve asked, batting those damn lovely eyes of hers at me."Oh, nothing to forgive. You're preggers. But now he was in full control, with mind and body operating as one."Ahem."Hugh looked up. It was Erin."How's my bride to be?" Erin asked."Nervous."Erin leaned over and gave Hugh a hug.When Hugh first brought up the shopping trip, Erin surprised him by insisting that she help choose the gown. "I have spent my entire life imagining what it would be like to shop for my wedding gown, like all little girls, and wild horses couldn't keep me away." But, it's not traditional! The groom shouldn't see.