I held up two fingers. He nodded and went to get our beers.Coming back, he set them down in front of me. I held him up. “Barry, who are those people...over there?” I said, pointing to the booth where the three newcomers were checking the menu deciding what to order.“Those guys?” he said.“Yeah,” I said.“They’re from that law firm downtown,” he said. I looked at him like he was nuts. If she was at a law firm and working for them; then, she must’ve moved here. Now, I was in a quandary. I had to get. What Tamia didn't know was i had raised these dogs not only for protection, but mainly for breeding purposes.They were trained as such that whenever a bitch was going to be bred I would tell the owner to bring along a small towel or cloth which they had used on their female dog.I would then toss the cloth to all three of them to prep them for the task which was to be undertaken.Now with Tamia's soaked panties laying in front of them and from their movements I could see it would be no. 6'5" built like a brick shithouse and hot as hell. Got to introduce myself one day and his name was Jean (John) he is french-canadian and is in the navy. Married. Damn! That did not stop me from admiring his fantastic body from afar. He spent a lot of time working on the yard and doing renos on his house. Usually wearing just a pair of work pants that had an interesting rip in the crotch area. I managed to wash the dishes for hours just standing at the sink and watching him work. Eventually I. Tissues, hand towels and more. My mouth was dry. She stepped past me and clicked off the lights to the kitchen and came back in to face me.Gently she took my shoulders and kissed me lightly on the lips. “You're shaking.” she sighed as we broke the kiss.“I need someone to pinch me.” I stammered and she laughed.She turned me around so my back was to the couch.“Take your pants off. Get comfy.” She said as she turned to the entertainment center. It's so quick and easy for a man to take his pants.