The door swung easily on it's hinges, opened noiselessly. As soon as I had opened it a crack I heard the noise. Soft woofing and the clicking of claws...on stone. I had found the kennels.Opening the door fully I stepped inside. Seven big kennels lined the walls. Some were occupied by more than one dog, some were empty. Dog beds and bowls were in every kennel, doors in the walls that seemed to lead outside. All ten dogs looked at me, their tails wagging.“Hi guys,” I greeted them and felt stupid.. I gave up my job, I bought a charter boat and I started taking people fishing or on day cruises until the pandemic hit. Regardless, the sea is now my mistress and I love her and I enjoy the company of people who love her or just come to visit her.I was to find out when going though Joan’s things that Anita and Joan’s relationship was every bit a serious, very loving and tender lesbian relationship. Joan’s journal was a very interesting read and has shed light on many of the questions that. Natalie eventually accepted that she had put herself into her submissive role of her own doing.When they showed up to Mr. Michaels house one afternoon to find the other two girls there, Natalie showed some initial surprise, but Sarah saw the full realization hit her new friend. Once in the den, he told them to take their clothes off and line up on their knees. The three veterans lined up as instructed in their slave pose with the arms clasped behind them. Natalie watched them and followed. Suddenly Tina spoke. “That was delicious,” she whispered. Michelle opened her eyes and looked at her friend. Tina was lying on her back, her head turned to face Michelle. “Really?” Michelle asked nervously. “Yes. It really was”. Michelle went to speak but paused. “What is it?” Tina asked. Michelle closed her eyes again before she spoke. “Does…does this mean I’m a lesbian?” She asked. Tina sat up and, leaning forward, she hit the pause button on the laptop which was on the bed between.