”Brad was startled by the sudden appearance of a bounding, playful dog. “Max? Oh my God, it’s Max! Hi Max, hi my buddy!” Brad exclaimed playfu...ly rubbing his silvery jet black coat.He barked several times, furiously wagging his long tail. Max whined and whimpered, circling Brad, his long-time buddy. He picked up the stick Max had dropped and threw it as far as he could.“The countless hours you two spent together... , “ Laura fondly remembered. Max fetched the stick and returned it for another. Although neither Ron nor Rachel were ever an “item,” both enjoyed the carnal fruits of a “friendship with benefits.”*It was early afternoon when Rachel left the office to meet Ron for lunch across the street in the Terry Schrunk Plaza. There were a variety of small, one-off, eateries available within easy walking distance and both of them enjoyed teasing their palates with the tastes of other cultures. She started thinking about places they could patronize as she sat down in the small central. ?Okay, I will get us the drinks,? said Sam.Sam went inside and quickly found the wine and several cans of beer,which he placed in a small cooler. He found a serving tray and putplastic glasses on it, and napkins, and a little dish of nuts. He wasable to balance the tray in one hand and carry the little cooler in theother, and after some difficulty with the door (he noticed Bill watchinghim as he struggled with the door and the carrying, but making no effortto help him), got outside and placed. I'd let him calm down a bit and cuddle in to his chest, using his shoulder as a pillow and we'd carry on watching the brutal slaughter by the Pyro's of medic's and spy’s on the screen next to us, every now and again, softly kissing his collarbone and moving up his neck gradually so that I could nibble on his earlobe, I knew he loved this because he would pull my hips down and softly grind his hips against mine, careful not to make too much of a scene, I was feeling brave and altered his hand so.