" "Is this on the level?" came a tense voice. "You're not involved with that Poop or Foof place, are you?" Dill was dumbfounded. Could the head ...f the best-known sex research organization in America be a paranoid nut? "I am speaking to Dr. Roger Prong?" he asked carefully. "Yes, yes—but how can I be sure who I'm speaking to?" "Well, " Dill said, "if you have your doubts, call me back. Go through information, to check the number, and then have the Pussycat switchboard put you on my. You seemed unhappy on the phone earlier, so, I wanted to make sure everything is okay with you.”Robert didn’t know quite what to say. He didn’t really know how to express his deep feeling of worthlessness. Robert was unused to talking about himself or his emotions with anyone, let alone his employer. So, he just shrugged his shoulders noncommittally and stared at his food.“Is the money not enough?”He found his voice after a few seconds, while he organised his mind. “The money is fine. It’s. Not wanting to seem pervy, I try not to look too much at her. She says hello and tells me her name. "I'm Linda, very nice to meet you. Hope we aren't ruining your evening." I tell her no, that they aren't and tell her my name. She says that she has seen me here before and I tell her that I'm on vacation and it's my first time here. We get to talking and get to know each other better. Linda and James have been married for thirty years. They seem to be a good couple and like to take things easy. I had put on that costume of Rita's and when I arrived at their house I remember dropping to all fours and then acting like her dog, even walking on all fours over to the Cohen's. Everyone treated me like a dog and talked to me like a dog and scratched me behind the ears like a dog. Then I remembered kissing Rita as I stood up and then dropping to all fours and then I was on a platform with my hands and feet clipped into position and something spreading my legs. I remembered now that my tits.