"I am Mark, Ken, I woke up looking like her." She insisted."Look, Mary Beth," I said, "We ran this joke into the ground last night. It's too damn earl... to screw with people. You and Mark go somewhere and play your jokes on someone else. I'm going back to bed." I climbed back into my bed and pulled my covers over my head. It lasted maybe thirty seconds and then she started crying. I can't bear to have a woman crying, I have to help. I got back up, put on a robe and sat down next to her."What's. The girl in cut offs was upset and slammed her door when they got into the car. My guess was that they were teen lovers. About an hour later I was in bed, reading erotic stories on my laptop wearing a tank and panties when I got this call on my cell (unknown number). I answered: Me: Hello, Courtney here. Her: Hi, uh its me. Me (I knew right away who it was but I wanted to tease her a bit) Could you be a bit more specific&hellip,me who? Her: Oh yeah, from the 7/ll, my name is Carla. Me: Oh hi. Then find something to do instead of tormenting us." she said, but there was no anger in her voice. Again, her smile was shy, almost girlish.By noon everyone was ready to take a break. They had covered all but about six feet of the walls with the new sheetrock and the bed frame was outside leaning against various trees and the porch, its new coat of spray paint glistening in the dappled sunlight coming through the trees.Bob broke out beers from a cooler full of ice. He handed out pop to those. Then I told him the previous day I had made a bad effort stretching at the gym and then my leg and hip were aching a little bit…I had been in heat all week and fucking that nice dog just made me hornier. Sore as I was I still wanted that huge and hard cock, including the red knot.The next morning I felt better. It was going to be the last day of Caroline’s vacation. She had told me she would be back on the next evening.Before dinner I asked Victor to go next door to feed the sweet Doberman. I.