?I will have them all clean and folded by the morning sir,? I said.?Good sissy,? he said as he patted my head ?Make sure you do a good job,there are a...lot of stains, so your gunna really be scrubbin. If you do agood job I?ll let you do it every week after the game.?I wanted to make sure that I didn?t make him mad so I smiled an evenbigger smile than my normal one and said, ?Yes sir. Thank you forletting ...?He put his hand up and said, ?I don?t need to hear your sissy mouthanymore,? He reached. I knocked on the door and Vicky, my friends mom said "Come inside, they would be back soon" and make myself comfortable in their living room. I sat on the couch and watched the baseball game that was on. I heard Vicky coming out as she walked passed the front door i heard it lock. She came in she had a black and red stripped one peace swimsuit on. I asked if she was going outside and she said that she wanted me to undress down to my boxers. When I asked why she just said to do it. As I did what. She sat there, oblivious to all surroundings, not moving. ‘Trish?’ I whispered. No response. ‘Trish?’ I say louder. Still she did not hear. I disengaged my hand from hers and rotated my arm, it was sore from the workout. Hadn’t been used for several months and I’d failed to warm up properly. Her attention returns to the present. ‘Here, let me rub your shoulder.’ I swiveled so that her hands could work the muscles of the joint. Oh, that felt good. For 10 minutes she kneaded and massaged the. It had to be instinct and nothing more, I thought. He could taste me now. The dog could smell my arousal, the tang of it had become strong enough even for my poor human senses to detect. He tasted something new, something interesting, and he was licking me for no other reason than he was a dog.But what was my excuse? I moaned and found my breasts with my hands. I had no choice. I squeezed my tits and felt my swollen nipples against my palms. I hated myself for that, for feeling good and.