Thinking that Dudly must have gotten into the trash again Keith opened the door to pick up the thrash. The paper was a hot pink color and was folded i...to a little square making Keith realize this was not something that Dudly had gotten out of the trash.“What’s this Dudly?” he said as Dudly walked up to him to greet his Master looking like he and just woke up from a deep sleep. Keith unfolded the piece of paper to see if it had anything written on it and began to read the hand written. Just as I decided it was time to move around to the back, a Ford Explorer drove up and stopped at the front door. A man and two women emerged and they were holding leashes and at the other end of the leashes were two very large dogs. The women were dressed in daiphanous costumes and just by the lights at the front door I could see through them at the clear outline of their bodies. The man was wearing a Centurions costume with a skirt that came down about halfway to his knees. The other man. He finally liberated her nipple from the prison of his teeth, widening his jaw to settle more of the rounded globe in his mouth. He bit down again, leaving a harsh imprint of his teeth ringing her breast. He tore at her until he pierced her skin triumphantly. He raised himself off her, settling his weight back on his knees. She looked down her body to find that he had bled her, a ring of tiny crimson droplets surrounded one areola. She raised her eyes to his face to find Hannibal drawing his. “Oh my god!” She shouted, suddenly realizing just how insane she had been acting. She flung herself away from Data and scrambled to cover her nakedness with one hand while groping for her shirt with the other. “What in the fuck did you to do me?” She asked both Data and Guinan at the same time once she had managed to tug the form fitting shirt into place. “I must apologize.” Data said first as he rose from the bed and began to gather his own clothing. His android penis still bounced in.