"Just like old times, isn't it?" I said.She looked up and smiled, as I pulled her tighter. We had two slow numbers in a row and then the band started ... fast one."I never could dance to those type songs," I said as I walked her back to her table. She seemed sad that I took her to the table. "Ladies, it was nice meeting you. I better get back to my friends."As I walked away, it just didn't seem right. I didn't want to see if she was approached by another man. I told my friends that I had to leave. This was a moment of pure pleasure for both of us, as she slowly, but, like an expert experimented with her fingers, whirling them around the glans and making me drown in pleasure.Then, she stopped for a second and looked at me, I looked back at her, clueless, spell-bound by her curvy body, glistening with sweat. She smiled, and went down on her knees and held the base of my cock and put her rosy lips around the glans and kissed them, leaving me in a state of unexplainable trance. Then, she. So what did my mom get to keep me and the house safe while she was gone? A dog. But not just any dog. Oh no! Far from it. In all honesty I’m still debating whether that was a mini horse or something. We had a Great Dane/Mastiff mix that, if standing on his hind legs, was well over 6 feet high. He was about 6’6 on his back legs, about 4’6 on his 4 paws. He was pitch black with a small white patch of fur under his legs, in his groin area; He also had a caramel tint to his face so, as a 10 year. More than anything, though, the girls seemed... happy. Fulfilled even. Something wasn't adding up."Yes Sister!" RepliKate immediately responded, pushing her initial thoughts and impressions of the bunnies out of her mind. This was it. The job had officially started. Kate basked in the addicting rush of adrenaline she always felt at the start of a new mission, and steeled herself for her performance. From this point on, for all intents and purposes, she was a BunnyGirl."A Customer in Room 12.