Reluctantly, i pulled down my towel and quickly put on my clothes. I told Mia it was all clear, and she took her hands away. I pulled out the trundel ...ed from under mine, and we both layed down in our seperate beds while i turned off the lights.About two minutes later, out of the dark i hear Mia's voice. "John, what was that hair you had, um, down there?"I opened my eyes, surprised at the question, and knowing it will take a long response, i turn a lamp on.I respond "Oh, Mia, thats called pubic. The girl obediently knelt, elevating her widespread ass-cheeks, bending before her furry master in abject surrender. His long, relentless tongue had lashed her into servile helplessness, crushing her resistance with its vigorous and unremitting attack on her sensitive young sexual organs.The girl was on all fours and the huge dog now mounted the smoothly spread cheeks of her buttocks, forepaws on her sleek young back. The glistening, scarlet penis slipped from its furry sheath, dripping milky-. It is still decorated for Christmas and always will be. There is a tree in the corner with baubles and lights. Underneath the tree are presents. Garland is strung up and down the stairwell. Stockings are hung by the fireplace that is as cold and dark as my heart. Sitting in my favorite chair I look up on the wall to the painting we had commissioned on our eighth Wedding Anniversary, a portrait of my wife Francis holding our newborn twin daughters Alexis and Amanda. That half Mona Lisa smile. The boy's passiveness was maddening.Carl obediently looked up at him with a coolly detached gaze.Dean Townsend shifted around in his chair and continued, now in a more mellow tone."I knew your Dad at Yale... Why I was even with him the night he met your mother. She was a beautiful, charming woman Carl... I-I was more than shocked to hear of her untimely death last year." Yeah, Dad told me how you and him used to tie one on... then form groups for panty raids," Carl sneered, ignoring the mention.