At the top of a hill, I could see the edge of town. The light standards over the stadium were visible in the distance through some of the rubble. I co...ld see a bit of a mist rising from the Chestnut Hillock Reservoir, down at the bottom of the hills. Some ramshackle buildings, barely shacks, caught my eye.As did something a bit more refined. Coming down the hill, I muttered, “What the hell?” There was a building that looked just like the guard shack at Vault 111, along with several ramshackle. ” She smiles, pausing briefly before adding, “ ... And we’re here today because I love doggies!” She giggles, and Mario adds a “Yeh”.As she begins to tell her story, we cut to montage of video clips – all of Sienna and Mario. Sometimes they are in this bedroom, other times in a public place. Clips of him fucking her missionary style, doggy style, up against a wall; her riding him cowgirl and reverse cowgirl style, him eating her pussy, her sucking his cock (one clip that really takes our. During those times I noticed that Bruce's Mom, Jane,and I had more open conversations about home, girls and other stuff. Shewas more touchy feely too. I just thought it was the way that a real momacted and I have to admit I liked it.So after graduation Bruce and I stayed in touch and even saw each otheronce in a while. He was working in theater and I was kind of bummingabout doing all sorts of things. I was managing some clubs andrestaurants for a mafia sort, Antony, when I ran into Bruce one. This story follows on from my previous story ‘Mixed Emotions’ in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that ‘Mixed Emotions’ is read first. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 4. The.