Her plan was to take Roscoe in her pussy. Give Wolf a nice long blowjob, deepthroat if she could manage it, and get John to mount Duke at her ass.The ...ouple prepared for the night by getting some lubrication that they would need to make it as painless as possible, something that Bo regrettably didn't think of for Julie the previous night.John called Roscoe over. He would have to be the first to get stiff if this was to work. Bo went to work on his cock immediately. Meanwhile the other two dogs. The fibbies exchanged glances with one another over that, and I wondered whether there'd be a memo going around about a new security alert.We went over the whole thing in excruciating detail, and over it again and again. They listened to the entire recording, from the moment I'd turned it on in the john all the way to when I'd cut it off with Feathers in the elevator, asking me for commentary as we went along. And more commentary, and more commentary; I found myself describing Golden pulling. Besides, I figured you'd be in the bathroom with the lotion by now," she snickered.My face was instantly red with embarrassment. "Would you drop it? It's not funny. You walked in on us earlier this morning and we were in the... middle of it. She was at work all day." She was leaning forward now, and I could see her face just barely in the reflected light of the TV. Was she.. smiling again? Something happened on the TV and for a brief second, her face was lit up. Yep, she was smiling. . .................................................................................A few hours later in the suburb of Newtown, Mike's sister Angie walkeddown a dark quiet street towards the railway station, the sound of herhigh-heels clattered on the pavement and resonated down the desertedstreet. She was in a hurry to get the next train home. Angie has afourteen-year-old daughter, the result of a tempestuous but ultimatelydoomed affair, and she wanted to get home as soon as possible so.