I rolled them cautiously down my thighs and over my ankles. The dog followed them as I took them off and as I tossed them as far as I could, I rolled ...ver onto my knees, attempting to scurry off. Big Mistake!The shepherd was on my back, teeth clamped on my ponytail as his weight was on my back. He was tugging, pulling my head back. Wait ... He was hunching, humping against my exposed ass as my skirt rode up around my waist. Something warm and moist; rubbery feeling touched my thigh. I dared tug. Julien walked in with a bottle of scotch and a bucket of ice. He set them down on the table and Gus checked him out closer. Gus for the first time looked at Julien’s ass and decided that he had a good looking bubble butt. Julien turned back to Gus and smiled. ‘Can I fix you a drink Mr. Cook?’ ‘Yes you can and you can also call me Gus.’ ‘Okay Gus,’ Julien said as he made them both a drink. Julien handed Gus his drink and then Julien sat down in the chair across from the bed. Julien raised his. During the feast that night, once all the regaling of the day’s events had been concluded and everyone had heard how I had saved Agar and his brothers, I brought up my trip southward to the mountain pass. I asked if anyone had ever been to the other side. It turned out that the answer was ‘yes.’Gogra, the youngest brother of Agar had made the trip once, long ago in his youth. He told me all about it.The first thing he did was to promise me that the pass was clear by now. As it turned out the. ’ ‘Tell me about it,’ Amy offered, by now feeling accepted by everyone in the cast. Although she suspected there were several cast members who didn’t like her one iota. Amy readily accepted that as part of being in the ‘Biz,’ as she was wont to say these days. She had found she had time and help from various members of the production team as well as the director to explore the inner dynamics and relationships between the characters. But the writing was so good that most of Amy’s scenes didn’t.