And, seeing as he was making a special effort to be back so that he would be with me on his birthday tomorrow, I knew I had to do something special.We...were going to watch the motorbike racing as his birthday treat, which meant both of us getting the bike leathers on so we could ride his Ducati to the track, and pretty soon my mind was wandering. I loved him in his leathers, the way they hugged his tight torso and the great ass.I started to slide my hand down under my clothes and into my thong. After the first two protagonists fiercely debated their points, the Conservative Leader stepped in and, with a few well-chosen words, brought yet another round of applause from the majority of the locals. If this didn’t boost their poll ratings, nothing would. Thomas could only watch in heaving admiration. Despite all the rumours of George Blair’s shady dealings in the past, there was no doubt he had a strong reputation as a public speaker, yet his boss was tying even the loquacious Labour. I took a cold shower, scrubbed every inch of myself, brushed my teeth, and waited for Greg to arrive. A few minutes before 4pm, I heard a vehicle outside. I went to the window, and peaking through the blinds I saw a black SUV pull up into the parking space beside my car. My phone beeped a few seconds later - it was Greg, and the message just said "here". I responded, "come on up, apt 214", and watched as an athletic man got out of the SUV, well dressed (shirt and tie), clean shaven, salt and. Trying to think where else his wife might keep the password, he heard a scream coming from the direction of the quarantine kennels. Moving to the door he listened again and this time the yell was much more like the sound of an orgasm and Craig decided to investigate. Standing outside the door Craig found a wooden box and climbing up peered through the high window onto the scene below. There below was the Indian woman Deepti and on her back was a collie that was either fucking or had been.