Bosco jumped off suddenly, wandered off. I rolled over, laid out on the floor, felt down there and my hand came away all sticky, and I had to taste i... again. It was just like before. I rubbed it all over my pussy, and even went real wild and slid my finger into my ass. Hey, it was my house and I was naked and I just made my dog ejaculate on me like sex. My finger went in real easily, too ! And that was the last time I ever had a chance to do anything kinky with Bosco. So my first real. Crap! I looked like I’d fought a battle with a dirt monster and lost. My thinning hair was greasy and matted, my once white undershirt was a dingy shade of gray, and a week’s worth of stubble did nothing to improve my appearance. I removed my socks, dropped my trousers and slid out of my jockey shorts before I added my shirt and T-shirt to the pile of dirty clothes at my feet.“Should I wash them or burn ‘em?” I pointed to the floor.“Neither. We should bury them in the garden. We’re always in. ”“Yeah. There’s one more thing I want to talk with you about, Alex.”“OK.”“You and Gianna showed me a little love one night. I want to show you a little love, sometime soon. I’ve already showed Gianna.”“You’ve done something with Gianna?”“Yeah, just a little love, not a lot of love.”“A lot of love with me wouldn’t be safe yet, Mikey. I’ve just started taking the pill and I’m supposed to wait a couple of months to be safe.”“That’s OK. I’m not talking about that. Before we do that, I’m going to. We had gotten to know our community very well, and we saw familiar patterns in the lives of the families in our area, and any variations came quickly to our attention.I noticed, especially on the earlier 9:00 pm to midnight shift, that we would see a few black men going to the same white homes at about 10:00 pm, and in other cases we saw those same white couples going to the same black men’s homes. And sometimes it would just be a white man going to a black man’s home.Thomas never made any.