Dinner was warm for him and Ellen bustled about the kitchen fetching his wants and exchanging daily events."I asked Eric if he would mind keeping me c...mpany for a night swim later, if that's OK with you." She said quietly."Oh, good ... don't enjoy that duty much ... when is he coming?" Oh, I don't know. Maybe he'll forget about it." She said idly as if it was of no importance one way or the other."Oh no, I don't think so. Old Eric is dependable as hell. Also he has a huge crush on you! He'll be. I read the name out loud, “Samson,” imminently his ears pricked up and looked at me while wagging his tail. He started to whimper almost unable to control himself, “Ok, ok,” I said, “don't worry, you're next.”I took a generous scoop of dry feel and opening the door I slipped quickly into the kennel making sure he didn't get out. And walking to the bowl I leaned down and pored the food into it. Samson went up imminently behind me and shoved his nose between my ass cheeks.I spun round dropping. I've even used two fingers. But I've always been too embarrassed to ask a girlfriend to try it, so that was the first time I've ever had anyone else's finger in my ass. It felt a little weird. He slowly pushed it in deeper and deeper. Then he pulled it back out and pushed it in again. He started doing this over and over again, turning his finger all around to reach all areas that he could. Then it felt like he was maybe bending his finger, because I could feel a lot more pressure on the inside. Not that I am right now, but this is my opportunity to check out both Seattle and Savannah, since next time I won’t be me. It’s nearly four in the afternoon Savannah time, where I’ll be landing in about an hour and a half. I’ve got a round trip ticket but I’ll be flying back on a different ticket, under a different name. That’s risky.Technically, there’s nothing illegal about wearing a disguise or costume on an airplane—at least mostly. People change their appearance all the time. I can put on.