. please, M ... m ... m ... master,” she stammered.He reached up and stroked her auburn hair which was flowing down her back. “Thank you. But that...��s not what I asked. I asked you how you felt about this.”“I would not b ... b ... b ... be here if I d ... d ... d ... d ... didn’t find you attractive and want to b ... b ... b ... b ... be with you,” she lied. In fact, she would be here whether she wanted to or not. Her mother had made that very clear. But the fact that Tom was so handsome and she. In a vain attempt to catch her, I lost my footing as Megan fell onto me, knocking me to the ground and wedging my foot under the bottom shelf. I immediately winced in pain from the fact that I had just twisted my ankle, but the thoughts immediately turned to Megan, making sure that she wasn't hurt. I looked up to find Megan's adorable face just inches above mine, with a look of both pain and concern."You alright?" I inquired."Yeah, I think I might have bruised my arm though. Are you ok?" she. Johnson then spoke, "I did check out Mr. Kegler. There seem to be a few holes in his file. I had a friend to look deeper and I can understand how you came out of this unscathed." He stuck his hand out to me. I shook it and he followed after Harris.Hank circled the area and then headed towards the big house.It was after noon when three tow trucks showed up. Agent Johnson said they were being taken to Colorado Springs. He mentioned that all sixteen of the men had records and at least five of them. He must have tasted and smelled the other dog. I knew now he wasn't just going to stop and leave. He was going to make sure he was the king dog of this neighborhood. He wasn't going to let some other dog claim this bitch that was in heat. He was going to make sure she was his. He was going to breed her. To make sure she had his offspring.He stopped licking me and used his great head to push against my outer thigh. He was wanting me to turn over. To get up on all fours. He wanted to fuck me. I.