I'd encountered this one before, at work, programmers who'd got stuck on difficult bits of coding; sometimes if we talked about it they'd come up with...a breakthrough. It wasn't anything I contributed, or even who they talked to, it was simply a function of putting it into words."It wouldn't be fair to burden you with my problems," she protested. But I could see it was a pretty half-hearted protest; Susan was right, she really did need to tell somebody."It's not a burden at all," I said, walking. “Nice dog. Let’s play nice.” He stoppedgrowling. She placed the tip of his big canine cock ather pussy lips, guided him in an inch or two, and letgo.Wham! Duke thrust in all the way and Beth gasped at theinstant sensation of warmth and fullness. Duke’s dickfelt warmer than a man’s penis. The sensation was oddbut, well, not unpleasant. In fact, it was kind ofnice.Duke began to thrust rapidly in and out of Beth’s verymoist cunt. His paws scratched at her sides, but hercamisole. "I blush and nod my head. Kelly leans forward and kisses me lightly. "Would you like to come back to my house now?"I bite my lip and feel the throbbing of a headache behind my eyes that I've had since I hit my head against the lockers. I've been to the nurse before this class and she gave me child pain meds which seem to dull the pain but it was still there and who knows when it will wear off."I have a headache. I don't think I'll be much fun."I frown and Kelly chuckles."We don't have to have. ”“Alright now get out. Marcy, her Mom, and I need to talk.”Miss Wilson got dressed and the three of us went upstairs.Mom and Miss Wilson and I were the only ones in the dining room, I sat down. “Marcy did I give you permission to sit down?”“No ma’am I’m sorry.”I quickly stood back up.“When you become my pet, you have to ask permission to do things, like, sitting down, taking a shower, having sex, going to bed, eating, and going to the bathroom. Truthfully, just about anything you do you will.