But the only relief I felt was theabsence of my butt plug.The next morning Julie told me I had to put the butt plug in myself."Use plenty of lubricant... Don't force too hard. Insert it a bit at atime like I did yesterday. Just relax your body and let it enter you.Accept it. You'll probably find it easiest to squat and then sit on theplug to push it in." I did struggle a bit doing this on my own, but asI knew from the day before what sensations I would feel, the plug wentin fairly easily. .Finally I cleared my throat and voiced my thoughts "WOW, this is quitesomething, to say I'm in shock is putting it mildly" Amy's Mum chippedin "Andy, if it's just too much for you then forget all about it, we'llmanage somehow" then Amy added "Andy, I love you and wouldn't think anyless of you if you felt you couldn't do it" I smiled my thanks to themboth for giving me a get out of jail card; then continued. "As I wasgoing to say, as a family you have been great, and I would do anythingfor you. “And take a seat.” I closed the door behind me and made a beeline across metres of opulent carpet towards the chair in front of his desk. “Over there I mean,” he said, when I’d almost reached him, pointing to the couch by the wall. He was smiling at me, a genuine sort of smile. “Ok, sure,” I said, beaming back. Clearly I wasn’t in any trouble. I’d been a mixture of nerves and excitement after getting the call. Now I was just excited. I’d had hardly a glimpse of Mr Rose in the months I’ve spent. I few more busted knuckles and I had my parts and headed up to pay. I never gave it any thought while I worked on my car until dark. As I was sitting there that evening it came creeping into my head. ........I walked down the tracks behind the junk yard towards the hole in the fence behind Bacons house. I had tried to be silent but he must have heard me because he was waiting at the opening with his nose in the air,sniffing. It had been a few years since my last K9 encounter and I wasn't.