Connie's eyes widened. He was wearing her favorite jeans, the old, faded ones that clung to his legs and crotch. It was obvious that he was bare under...eath them. The sport-shirt was buttoned only halfway, revealing enough of his well-muscled chest to remind her of his strength. The shirt wasn't tucked in. His hair was still damp and tousled from the shower, and he was barefoot. He knew how this particular appearance affected her, and he'd done it on purpose.Glancing at her two lovers, Connie. Of course if I tried I knew that I'd soon be visited by someone from the house to punish me for not submitting to the dog.I considered my options. Unfortunately, there seemed to be only two. The first was to allow this huge dog to brutally rape me again. I had just been raped by two horses, any number of dogs and a large crowd of men. My pussy was so sore that I didn't think I could stand another brutal dog rape.As disgusting as it was, I decided that the option I was most likely to survive. Mr. Shapiro and I got out of the car going directly inside the house. Claudia was the first to see me. She ran directly to me taking me into her arms. For the moment, I felt secure and safe until family and our neighbors surrounded me.Mr. Shapiro suddenly took our parents into the kitchen while I tried to answer any and all questions to our neighbors. Claudia was at my side holding my hand giving me moral support. We never spoke but I believe that she knew my thoughts.Within ten minutes. M. Chicago City HallIzzag knew he'd squeaked through the last twenty four hours, by the skin-of-his-teeth.'Donaldson, you S. O. B., be on time or early for once in your miserable life!' the screaming thought raced out."One more hour, that's all I need just, one, more, hour," the whispered plea rose up sounding suspiciously like a prayer.Monday 7:52 A. M. I-90 Southbound LaneHenry Donaldson was in a mighty fine mood, for a Monday. 'That fact finding trip to The Dells was just what the doctor.