" In the room came the blackest Russian wolfhound I had ever seen."Tom, what is that dog doing here?" I asked."You said in your email, that you wanted...to fuck a dog, so here he is." The email, was just fantasy" Sorry, your fantasy, my reality" With that he told me to get on my knees over a stool. "Do it or your husband gets copies of the emails, or maybe I should send them to your son's school" I got over the stool, with my breasts hanging over the sides. He brought Ace over and I looked back. ”A few weeks later my lawn was already looking better than it had in years. “I couldn’t believe it was that simple” I told Bill over his fence. “Very few people believe me when I tell them that. My boss tells me to shut up about it because he wants me to continue using the chemicals that make him more money. One day though I will be able to start my own company. Then we’ll see what the customers think!” he laughed. I smiled but every word he was saying was going in one ear and out the other. I. ??????????? ?Goodgirl, good girl? he crooned, and she found herself clinging to his chest,burying her head in his shoulders like a real lover. He stroked her breasts,stopping to release the clamps from them as if surprised to find them stillthere. The fiery pain as the blood supply returned to them made her whimperagain but instead of the cruel response she had come to expect, he bent to kissthem and lick each one with the utmost tenderness. ??????????? ?Greg??she found herself whispering his. But first I need to check something."Debby stepped forward and placed her hands on his shoulders and directed him towards a chair. She produced a short, deep blue candle and holder from the top of the nearby dresser. She set the holder in Jason's hands and lit the candle with a match. The smoke curled towards his nose, smelling faintly of lavender and rose hips."I technically don't need this anymore," said Debby as she stepped back. "But I don't want to stray from tradition. And I want to see.