He went to Prudence, who was holding sauce-stained fingers out away from her, and got down on his hands and knees.“I wouldn’t do this, you underst...nd,” he said, his face completely straight, “if there were napkins available.”Then he leaned down and licked at the sauce, sucking it up.“Aack!“ gasped Prudence, but by the time she could react, it was over, and he was leaning back on his haunches.“All better,” he said, grinning.“You could warn a girl,” said Prudence, her breasts rising and falling a. It took only a few minutes on the highway to get to my destination, an abandoned factory lot and I pulled into the closest of the empty buildings. I had already set up the building so that it was all but sound proof as I pulled in and stepped from my car. I quickly flipped the switch and the massive garage style door slid shut with a hiss as it sealed itself down. I chuckled to myself at just how easy this was just as I popped the trunk open, only to hear a loud and violent scream of terror.. I pulled him out of the tub, wrapped him with a towel and put him down on the table where I would use the blow dryer to complete the job. His tongue was trying to reach my face as I rubbed him with the soft towel.I flipped open my cell and held it to my ear while I completed the job on the poodle. He was quiet and almost asleep, enjoying the attention."Hi honey. Are you home?" Yeah, mom, I'm home. What do you want to do about dinner? Want me to start anything or do you want me to call for. ." She absent-mindedly slurped coffee and stared at the hand covering hers. There was silence as they both sipped at their drinks; they might have been in a force-field bubble; insulated somehow from the hustle and bustle of everyday frantic business. Then, looking into Dulcie's eyes, went on, "I think ... it's love. That's all I can think of. But if so, I've never known what love is before." Don't try too hard to understand," Dulcie said gently, "there's many different sorts of love. The sort.