” Caroline started as Essie bravely approached her.“Joanne’s,” he smiled.“You’re pretty,” said Essie.Caroline knelt in front of her. “...ou are too.”“You know Uncle Joe?”“Some. I know your mom, too.”“You look like those ladies in mom’s picture magazine. Pretty as a picture,” she giggled.“I used to be one of them.”“Really?”“Really.”“Used to be. Not anymore?”Caroline looked at Joe. He shrugged.“I take pictures now.”“Oh. Neat. Pretty lady taking pretty pictures of pretty ladies,” she giggled.“And. Shortly after noon a fellow walked in and my wife remarked to me, if that guy was bald he would pass for you from the back, he even don't have an ass,, just like you! I thought that was funny and laughed a bit louder than I should, he sort of stopped in his tracks and looked around. I guess he thought I was laughing at him. I poked my wife and said no i don't think so, not even close referring to him looking like me, but hey I have never seen me from the back, walking away. Guess that satisfied. Her nipples were erect and he smiled, as he knew she was enjoying this too.She smiled and broke away from him, stepping gracefully out of her thong and tossing it aside. Her body was inspiring of awe. Her shapely, yet slender legs were long and lithe. She had small waist that lead to two glorious breasts that were firm and perky, and bounced softly as she smiled and beaconed him to to join her on the bed. Her shoulders were strong and shapely and her neck was slender and long. It was as if a. His cock wasn't erect at the moment, but even soft his prick was a massive hunk of cock, and it was evident that Helen had told the truth when she had said that his balls had not been drained yet that day, for they were swollen up like over inflated balloons.The handsome dog gazed speculatively back and forth between his mistress and this new human bitch."This is Old Blue," said Helen as if introducing them. Caroline wondered if she was supposed to shake his paw."I'm sure you two will get on.