“Stupid bastard…” She cried out.It was then that she felt something wet and rough lick the side of her cheeks.“Ahaha, stop it Noonie” Zenday... giggled.Suddenly feeling a bit much needed relief, Zendaya look to see her rottweiler Noonie, or Noon for short. Throughout this ordeal of hers, Noon was the only one she felt that was on her side. She felt herself calming down as he started to lick the tears off her cheeks. He was a rather big dog at that, standing at almost 3 feet tall and weighing even. 5 in thick, while she rubbed what Gregory knew was her pink, shiny clitoris, hidden in the top of her bush.She groaned again and suddenly her free hand appeared above the waist, and she leaned in to playfully rub his throbbing member over and between her modest but very sensual breasts. She locked eyes with him once more, and for a moment Gregory felt his mind go vacant. When he focused again on where he was the naked woman was frantically tearing off his belt and pants."Now-Now hold on missy!. "Oh, thanks", I replied. I took it, and Doreen sat down."A penny for them?" Doreen enquired.I sat there with a blank expression on my face; I hadn't even noticed she'd gone for the drinks."Oh! Just dreaming", I replied. Doreen, like most of my friends, knew nothing of my wayward past; I wanted to keep it that way. I smiled back and sipped my coffee; it was hot."You were miles away", she continued; "It must have been a nice dream". I smiled but didn't reply.We were soon pulling into Kings Cross,. Not delaying any further Joanna rinsed her off and came out of the bathroom. She went straight to her closet to ponder what to wear. She wanted to wear something sexy, so sexy that it would draw George’s attention. After much thought she decided upon a red backless frock that just reached above her knees. Laying the dress on the bed, she dried her hair and applied a bit of makeup. She was still groping through her lingerie drawer when the door bell rang.“Oh my God! He is already here”, Joanna.