I fitted her chin in thelower part and then pulled and stretched it up over her head making sure thetwo metal rimmed holes were lined up under her nos.... Moving around to kneelbehind her on the bed I worked on the laces that started at her forehead andten minutes later was tying them off at the back of her neck. The two straps across her already blind eyes and full mouth were overkillbut once I buckled them tightly they certainly did look good. To test thingsI took one of her nipples between. She ran towards the hound on her towering heels. She knelt beside him and pushed her pale, painted body into the dark gray fur. She rubbed her face against the giant head. Then I saw her hand crawl towards his side and under his panting belly. She wrapped her fingers around the exposed head. It leaked tiny drops of crystal clear juices. Her other hand stroked the dogs muzzle.His broad moist tongue licked the length of her fingers.I pulled at her leash and said, smiling: "Sorry, lovers... we. Almost before it started, it was over.Brian thought he must have been knocked out because when he came to, he was in a meadow near a stream.None of it made sense, since he was outside and it was a nice day. In fact, it was a gorgeous day. One like he’d never seen before.Nothing was like he had ever seen.Then he heard a rustle in the bushes nearby. For some reason that made his whole body tense up like something wonderful was about to happen.The meadow was quite large. At the far edge, the woods. "I must away to Manchester before the Rochdale contingent arrive; it would not do for me to be seen collaborating with Government troops." He joked. "Besides, I must be in place when the news of the mas ... the attack reaches Manchester, ready to organise a spontaneous reaction. As soon as all three shells are fired make your way to Grimes Farm, two miles to the west. There will be horses awaiting you. Good luck comrades." He whipped up his horse and trotted away, the wheels of the gig stirring.