’ Mark said to her calmly as he watched her vent her anger on his desk. ‘What do you mean..? Oh, a ten Earth year old human maybe a child but what...about an Earth dog? A ten year old dog is considered old, correct? Most goldfish don’t even live to be ten! House flies only live for a single day! On Dolphia, I am an adult! Now if you have a problem with…!’ She yelled at the reporters until at the end Mark started to rub her dorsal fin. She could hear him whispering to sit down, and after a few. Her hips bucked, and she moved the vibrator to her clitoris. “MMMMMM, shiiitt. That’s good.”She flicked off the vibrator and powered down her laptop. She didn’t put her toys back in the drawer. She got up, went back to the bathroom and warmed up a wash cloth to clean up the lubricant and juices on her crotch. She pulled the towel off her hair and then continued to towel dry it. She had been blessed with great brunette hair. It was thick but didn’t often tangle; a few brush strokes tamed what. "What about Brenda?" I asked again."Well ... I'm afraid that she didn't lie about that, Sean. Brenda has married Aiden and there is a son. John, I believe they have called him."The hope that I had rejoiced at, the hope that I had nurtured so carefully and that had spurred me on to make my escape from the dungeon, was suddenly and cruelly extinguished.It is hard to describe the pain I felt at that moment. Somehow I had convinced myself that Hassan had been lying about this. My hope had been. ”“Well I hope so, I really like you John but recently you are falling behind Jim and Eric in sales terms. If you don’t manage to stop the downward trend then I may have to cut your salary and your bonus is already pretty dismal.”John felt a claw at his belly. A drop in pay would make Jen even more distant and the holiday in Spain would go down the tubes. Another thought skimmed the surface of his mind. If she was moody then his chances of any sex would fade and splutter like a guttering candle..