Take your clothes off, asshole, let's get a look at you, for a change."He did look scared. Well, he should, I am so pissed-off.He got his shirt off, t...en his pants and stood there in his briefs. God, he had a hard-on, he was bulging out. Incredible."Oh, you're not finished mister," and down came his briefs as he stood there shaking slightly, his cock pointing straight at me."How can you have a hard-on? Aren't you scared?" Yeah, but, I don't know, I'm a little turned-on standing naked in front. ))((Into the yard he bounded. There in the middle of the backyard was this beauty of a Golden Retriever. True it's color was strange for a dog, a bright yellow, but what does a dog care about that. So Hotdog started crawling on his belly towards his target. One very delectable looking doggie snatch.))Meanwhile back in the real world. Hotdog's nose caught the scent emanating from Betty's well lubricated pussy. And as in his dream, he started crawling on his belly, following his nose. " I walked in and I must've looked pretty nervous because he found it necessary to tell me everything was okay and he was home alone. "This is my old man's place." he said pointing to the backyard pool. "I stay here on weekends." Sweet I said. "So what are you doing here?" he asked. I explained the whole walking home thing and he got it. I started to look around and take in all the amazing furniture and art on the walls. The place was massive and modern and kind of intimidating but also. . Since when did you start going to church?”“Long story. But it was just Unitarian.”“You really met her in a fucking church?”“Well, I don’t think even the Untarians have any ‘fucking churches’ in Lawrenceville, Georgia, but that’s sure-nuff where I met Peggy and Tad.”“I sure-to-God never saw anything like that in any goddamned church!”“Yeah? When were YOU in a church?”“Okay. Not that often. But anyway, that young woman is way out of your league, m’boy!”“I think you’re right about that. But,.