Seems like there are all kinds."Conservatism is a habit of thought, not politics," Anne said, absently, then looked up sharply. "Sorry, I've been work...ng on a paper for philosophy. Didn't mean to sound pompous." Not at all. And you're right. Hope you get an A." Thanks, I expect to." Dean, tell me what you think of the stuff these guys are turning out," Harry asked."Erotic art's been around ever since there's been bathroom walls, Harry, you know that. And I don't mean that pejoratively. It's. “No?”“No.” His smile turned into a wicked grin. “Not yet.”He kissed her again, slow and soft. She shivered as Logan reached up to gently trace fingers over her cheek, ear, and neck. His mouth followed, planting kisses across her heated flesh, nibbling at her ear lobe, and tracing a line of fire down her neck with his tongue.“Oh!” she gasped. “Oh no, let me pleasure you!”“You will.” He smiled as he began to slide down, kissing her writhing body as he went. “Eventually.”Any further protests were. I'm Alani, Mr. Davidson's secretary." Oh! Hello again Alani. Is everything alright with Jack?" Carol asked, a bit concerned that her husband's secretary had come all the way out to their house."He's perfectly fine, but there is something I'd like to talk to you about nonetheless," Alani continued. "Mr. Davidson hasn't been his usual self at work recently, and I just wanted to reach out and make sure everything was alright at home." How do you mean?" Carol asked, confused. She and Jack hadn't. He was a beautiful dog nonetheless."Too bad!" the man said. "Make a nice pet. You have kids?" he asked Helen and then fixing his eyes on me as if to ask the same question.We shook our heads."Be good pet anyway," he went on. "Cops found this poor guy running along the interstate. Well, "he declared, "somebody's going to claim him. Too good a dog."We walked outside to the car. Helen was dejected and had little to say. The man wished her luck, and we drove off.About a mile along the road her.