Her shriek of pain tells me that it hurt.Back at home, I decide to diffuse an awkward scene.“Look Jo, let’s just pretend today didn’t happen, we...didn’t go cycling, Ok?”She has her back turned away from me. “Sure, whatever.” Her right hand is reaching behind her left shoulder, massaging where she has hurt herself.“Are you okay, Jo?”She tells me that she is a little sore, she jarred her shoulder going over the kerb.“Let me give you some manipulation, see if it can help.”I know I shouldn’t be. She has spent eight months now as a bitch and I could see her arse and tits had got bigger, her nipples were at least an inch and a quarter long. Brutus used her a least once each day and the dogs used both her and Brutus. Each morning when they were taken for their walk the lads would use her before putting her back in the kennel. Over the next four months Paul changed the pups twice more, this meant she had fed eight pups during her stay. Paul phoned and said there was fifty thousand pounds. Minutes later, we were airborne. A few minutes after that, Jeryl reached over and pulled off the blindfold.We were circling an island covered with autumn foliage. I could see some steep granite cliffs edging a pitching sea. We were not in Hawaii that was for certain. We continued circling until we came up on a small dock with a couple of boats and a boathouse on the shore end. We followed a short road to see a lovely New England house perched on the island’s high point. Below the bluff the. Double dates, just everything. She has always been one of the most populargirls on campus. She is model material. At any rate, the day "it” happened, I was getting ready for a date with Tyler, my then boyfriend. And I was in the hall bathroom taking a bubble bath and was shampooing my hair, and the shampoo felt so smooth and slick, I ran my hands over my shoulders and across my breasts, all thetime thinking about Tyler, and what we were going to do that night. Thinking of him and his.