She remained content to just admire what she could see of his body. Somehow she knew, though she didn’t know how, that he was always looking out for...her.The next day she and her daughter were going camping. She and Samantha had been coming to this camp site for nine years and, though she suspected that he watched over them even there, he had never revealed himself to them. This time she was determined to talk to him. She just didn’t know how she was going to accomplish it.She decided to walk up. ‘You decide. Pick me up at 6:30. Oh yea, have flowers.’ She gave me the address and the line was dead. As I approached her door, my thoughts raced from what she would be wearing to what I would say to sound clever. With a very fashionable bunch of tulips in my grasp, I decided I’d have to hug her because my palm was sweating profusely. I knocked on the door and without delay it opened. A smooth brown frame appeared from behind it. The image that I had fantasized about had just met my sight.. "I'm sorry I... , I don't remember your name?" I'm Percy Holmes, Homicide detective. Sometimes people call me 'Sherlock" but I prefer Perk."I'll take you up on your offer to help with my laundry, because I'm lousy at doing it. Then you have to come with me round the corner to a diner. While we're eating, you can tell me what you want me to know," he said.Soon they were sitting in a booth, he was drinking a cup of coffee, and she was trying to eat everything on the menu. It had been a few days. We are as one person, a body of warm heated love mass. When all in a split secant my dog jumps up on to our bed. He pushes his noise in between our bodes, touch our breast and nipples, rubbing your hard nipples between my fingers and his noise and tongue licking around your nipple as I cup your b**st in my hand. We are so warm and sweaty of our sweet love making. My dog starts to lick us here and there, making us giggle and twist around. You are sucking on my neck and licking, sucking, nibbling.