"What's this for?" She asked."You squirt a little bit of That on This." Tammy reached into her purse again and presented Mandy with a dark blue velvet...covered box, that was almost the same size as her hand. After opening the box, Mandy just sat there staring at it's contents until finally asking "What's this?"Inside the box,resting on top of a bed of white,fluffy cotton was a small,bright pink,flexible plastic finger. It was about one half of an inch thick, and three inches long, with a cord. “Want another latte?”“Sure.”On Kimber’s return with two new drinks, she set them down and said, “Your dad could be a model. I know some people who’d snap him up.”Addison laughed loudly. “Dad a model? What a riot!”“I’m serious!”Chuckling, Addison nodded. “Okay. I don’t disagree. It’s just, can you picture him posing at a photo shoot? He’d be soooo embarrassed!”“It’s not that hard,” Kimber insisted.“And Dad walking down the catwalk? Too funny for words!”Kimber laughed. “Yeah. But still. He’s got. She starts to hand them out as she begins her introduction. "Hello everyone. My name is Lauren Walker. You may call my Ms. W or Ms. Walker. Right now I am passing out the syllabus for this semester."By the time she finishes her sentence she was in front of Taylor handing her a stack of papers to pass back. Taylor gives her a toothy smile before stretching an arm back to past the rest of the papers. The stretch caused her breasts to press against her cotton white button up and Lauren clears her. But never like this. She had never gone to such extremes even in her wildest moments of desire. Could her own hand have probed so deep into her stomach and left this hot, gurgling pool that seemed lodged there now... or had that vile dog truly mounted her?A feeling of deep shame crept over her. She had denied her Paul the right to do things to her time and again, a right that was his... and then she had stooped to the vilest acts of lust... even with an animal. Dear God in heaven, I must be.