“Wow Jerry, I needed that” I gasped after recovering from a pleasant orgasm.It was only then and after swearing him to secrecy, did I share my oth...r holiday secret; that of my desperate recourse of letting my pet dog fuck me and answering his open-eyed questions as to how it had felt and all the details.“Right I’ve got a secret to share and there must be no telling anyone but anyone about this – O.K”? It was so unlike Jerry to make such a big thing about anything, he usually being so laid back. My life seemed to be going down the drain, at least until I met...her.Walking the streets of Detroit from my job in a nearby factory, I could only wonder what had brought on the bad luck I had been dealt since high school finished as it had been pretty much like night and day as soon as I left for college down in Chicago starting with my car breaking down along the way. As i ran my hand through my brown hair with slight frustration, I looked down to find a small ring on the ground. It wasn't. . don’t ask!” Was their grumbly, moaning, reply. I had a quiet laugh. Even hungover, hair messed up, they both looked so sensual in their skimpy loungers.“You girls just don’t know how to pace yourselves, myself, being the veteran of many a hangover,” I smiled.“Let’s shower together and I’ll treat us all to Smitty’s.”“I don’t think I could stand the smell or sight of an egg right now!” Lisa grumbled, rubbing her temples.“Come on, we’ll grab Timmy’s coffee on the way. That’ll perk you up. Then. ..”“Josephine, our new model,” said Victoria with a rather smug expression knowing that Mrs Saltford was somewhat surprised, even shocked, “and one of our apprentice designers, Myfanwy.”“I, I’m pleased to meet you,” Mrs Saltford recovered well. “And is that dress from your next collection? It is lovely, ooh,” she touched the material, “yes, lovely.”“It is,” Victoria replied, then lowered her voice. “But it’s still hush, hush, you know.”“Of course dear, I shan’t say a word to a soul,” Mrs.