We bought all the gear that Tom suggested and he enjoyed the large backyard. Sunday night was wet with a real downpour so Trigger (Adrian’s name ide...) was inside. Adrian was to leave the next morning so we were on the couch indulged in foreplay when Trigger padded up and tried to push his head under me dress. “No” I cried “bad dog” but Adrian just laughed. “Maybe he smells your arousal” he said “it is making him horny. You should see what he will do”. I was shocked. “Don’t be disgusting” I. He was smiling. "Hi," she said. She stepped back from the door to let him in. There was a couch in her room and he sat on it. "Were you sleeping?" he asked. She sat on the other end of the couch. "No," she said. "You're up late," he said. "So are you," she said. "Would you believe it took me this long to get my nerve up to come here?" he asked. She laughed. "Nope," she said. He laughed. "You're right. But it was worth a shot," he said."I didn't know if I was going to or not. I was leaning. So much had been new and thrilling. My clit pulsed unexpectedly, and I shuffled a little in my seat. Lilly drained her glass and set it down with a knowing smile. Her green eyes were locked on mine. ‘Mark, darling,’ she said without looking at him, ‘Would you be a dear and clear the table?’ Hearing someone talk to Mark like that was so confusing – Mark was a leader, a dominant. Mark made me call him ‘Sir’ and suck his cock. What was even more confusing was his compliant response. ‘Of course,’. I opened the door and before me stood this disheveled kid with long hair, tattoos, gold chains, and piercings-- the kind of kid I imagined Ryan's kid Kyle might grow up to be. I looked directly into the bloodshot eyes of this piece of shit, ready for a fight.“Get your shit and get the fuck out!” I said.“Man, get the fuck out of my way!” Ethan said, half-drunk. “This is between me and my bitch!”“She's not your bitch, buddy,” I said. “Now go!”Ethan took a swing at me and it was on. He got me good.