It’s electric. Almost silent!”“But what about your Lamborghini? You loved that car!”She kindly didn’t call the car what we usually called it...- the penis on wheels!“Don’t need it any more,” he replied smugly.“What do you mean, you don’t need it any more?” “Didn’t you wonder what I was doing this past month?”“No, not really,” she answered unfeelingly. “I thought you were just wanking off at home.”Angelo ignored her rude comment. “I was taking a course.”“So you’re a doctor or something now?” she. “But yesterday I hated your guts. This morning I was convinced that I was going to have to coerce your horny ass with a little ‘t and a’ show to get you to sign that paper, and then, when I had what I wanted, I just couldn’t control myself… I just had to do something with you.” She said.“Are you regretting it?” I asked as she sat down next to me.“No, it’s just, where do we go from here?” She asked.“Ah, the never-ending question,” I said as I laid back. “I’m serious, you dork. I mean you have a. Squeaking in surprised embarrassment, while trying to hide. It's alright pup, she's going to help get you two clean as more hands makes the job go faster I say as I pour a stream of shampoo from the base of her tail up between her ears then across her shoulders and down to her tummy. Then starting to work on her back while Dawnslight and her brother start to help. Suddenly squeaking in surprise, I see that Bobby has grabbed her wagging tail and started scrubbing it while Dawnslight has moved. ” I could not help but smile as I strung my son along in our silly fantasy.“Even if it were just a one-night stand?”“Yes. Even if it were a one-night stand.” I was a little giddy as I waited for John’s skeptical response to his mother admitting that she would actually have an affair with a younger man. His response was nothing that I would have expected.John sounded like he was breathing a little heavier. “John, are you...?” I didn’t finish my question.“Maybe.”“Oh my god, John. You are crazy..