I looked at the shocked expression on his face and the growing bulge in his pants, laughed, and walked out leaving him with the check."I'm going to ge... you for that," he said when he finally climbed back into the truck."I'm counting on it."We turned around and headed past the entrance to the Turnpike and proceeded down to the end of the road. There were about fifteen other trucks parked in a lot off to one side of the road. They belonged to a local trucking company. I pulled our truck into the. " Well, they put this new phone system in, and I'll be switched if I can figure it out." Well get someone who can, or go get John and put him on this phone." I'll get him."Karen waited and tapped her foot. Three minutes later, John answered."John, I have two days to get a reluctant bitch trained and come up with a mutt fuck act, and your fucking wives and slut daughters drained every dog I have, all eight. They sucked 'em, fucked 'em, and left them bone dry. One even growled at me when I tried. Usually," she said, her eyes glued to my bulging robe."I don't see why not," I replied. "Nothing wrong with your looks." (A little white lie, but excusable, I thought.)"You're too kind, but I know I'm no great shakes in the looks department," she said."It's not all about looks," I said. "Sometimes it's personality, other times opportunity." So you er ... find me ... um ... attractive John?" she asked, swallowing slightly, her eyes never having moved away from my bulging robe.Dear God! I thought. When she stopped talking the inner voice started, saying, "I hope you realize you are making a complete ass of yourself."To quell the inner voice, she added, "I feel I need to apologize for what I said...about the shorts, I mean."John said, "What about them?" About your wearing them without underwear. You should be able to walk around naked in your own house if you want to. I'm afraid I was trying to impose my code of modesty and my inhibitions on you. I don't think that's right now that I.