“I’m not here to judge you one way or the other. Though, as a psychologist, I’d have a hundred questions,” she joked.Carla couldn’t help but...watch as Sarg and Major long tongues lapped at their moistened pussies. “I have a dog at home too, a golden retriever. I’ve never really thought about having sex with him until about now.”“You can borrow Sarg or Major if you like. They can fuck seemingly for hours without stopping. They’re loyal to you and never tell on you, except maybe to another dog,”. .. graceful!"Melanie concentrated, and then she shook her head. "I don't know. I wasn't thinking about it."A dawning light of recognition filled Vicky's eyes as she got her nightie out of her closet. "So what were you thinking about?"Melanie scowled, concentrating, as she dropped her own towel. She opened her closet, only to find that her choices of nightwear were a lace teddy and a girlish nightshirt. "Great," she muttered. She grabbed the shirt, then turned back to Vicky. "I was thinking. There had been a brief, vague discussion about his visiting Baltimore after the end of the school term. But no promises had been made. No commitments. When they had renewed their friendship at his apartment in Coral Gables, they had quickly taken it to a higher level, and it had been a very satisfactory day and a half spent together, mostly in Lars' bedroom.A thousand miles, or thereabouts. She laughed aloud in Arlie's empty house, thinking of how horny she'd been by the time she'd looked up. "And that is, you're looking forward some. That means you're beginning to accept this, and planning how to deal with it constructively. It's going to take time, Dave, but you're coming along." Glad you think so," he shook his head. "I still close my eyes and see that goddamn building coming down while I'm hearing Julie yell 'I love you, Dave'." It'll be like that for a while, but it will fade," Eve replied as they walked into an open elevator door for the ride up to the level of Shae's.