I looked back once again, scanning through the trees when I suddenly saw one of the men who was sitting on the bench back at the stream.I moved on and...caught Lisa up. We walked on still ascending the side of the hill. After a while, I wanted to find out if they were still following so while walking I took my camera out of its carrycase and then stopped standing sideways to the path and pretended to adjust the settings.As I did this, I look back the way we had come. There they were trying to. "What breed?" she asked."Maxmillian, but he prefers just Max." I gave her my warmest smile, admiring her perfectly sculpted, prominent cheek bones. "He's an Alaskan Malamute."The girl stroked slim fingers down Max's back. More a caress than a stroke, I was very aware."What's your name, pretty girl?"She scratched above Max's hip for a moment, smiling when he closed his eyes and lifted his nose, his lips curling into a grimace of pleasure."Che-chee-lee-ah," she spoke slowly, as if her full lips. I finally got up the courage to go over and talk to him. "Hello, I'm Anne." I held out my hand. Slowly he looks up, lifts his sunglasses and says, "Pleasure. Call me Bear. My parents like them and named me Teddy, not Theodore, just Teddy. Why the long face?" He saw right through the smile that I had pasted on and saw my frown. "Just dreaming, I guess. Sometimes it makes me a little sullen. I come here to leave that behind." "No one with your face should ever be sullen. Don't allow it to control. Heaccepted it all. Then it was time to get changed.Back in the bedroom, Renee cooed and oohed as she considered items forhim to wear. What she settled on was a pink, cropped top and pale-redshorts. The former had slim shoulder ties that could be put into bows,and had a ruffled effect that would make it spread out. His smoothbelly would be left uncovered. The shorts were of soft terrycloth thatwould mold itself to his bottom, and show the inadequacy of his maleparts in front. Mini-pom-poms.