I had to recompose myself if this was going to work. When she finally did reach me, instead of standing in the aisle to speak with me like she had wit... everyone else, she sat in the empty seat next to me. Smoothing out her skirt the redhead introduced herself and placed her left hand on my right thigh. She explained that she would be taking care of me during the flight. “If there is anything that you want, you need not hesitate to ask,” she said I replied with a simple “Ok,” as she removed her. When we get there its nothing more than a small trailer house, but what do you expect from a high school student without supportive parents. We burst in the front door frantically groping and pulling at each others cloths. I manage to remove her shirt and she gets my pants off, removing her shoes then her pants she leads me into her bedroom. Landing on the bed I remove my shirt and proceed to remove her bra. I reach around and unsnap the hook and loop and pull it from her body, allowing her. Oddly enough, my mind was racing. I do recall some stories of people fucking animals in farms when I was a teenager, but I wasn’t sure if I ever was into it. It didn’t gross me out, sure, but I never fantasized or masturbated to things like this. Yet there I was, completely given to my own dog for our own mutual pleasure.Baxter focused on licking and sniffing what he could of my balls. Poor dog was doing his best with my underwear standing in the way, so I let my smelly balls dangle off. I was. And then he thought – what if I run out of coins for the phone, right? So he kept some in his pocket, even when his son returned. From then on, Frank never left home without a handful of coins. Stayed that way the rest of his life. Today they buried him with some in his pocket.”“Huh,” Mike said. “I didn’t know.”“So now I hear this song, I picture Frank in a fountain, trying to get back his coins for the phone box.” She smiled, a thin gap between her front teeth. “So sad, huh?”“Crazy,” he said..