“Bruce, I know this isn’t an immediate solution, but I think it’ll probably work out for the best. Here is the name and phone number of a dog tr...iner I know in Washington. He’s the guy I got Shadow from. Give him a call, tell him you’re a friend of mine, and he’ll set something up with you. My suggestion is that you take Donny with you when you go to pick up the dog. Take the time to do a little extra daddy-son bonding. It’ll take a week or two of training for both Donny and the dog he picks. She often planned her stories months in advance researching some local urban legend and twisting it to make it her own piece of Dark Art. She usually went first but tonight she decided to save hers for last. After all, her story was guaranteed to make their skin crawl and their skeletons try to escape the confines of their flesh prisons in terror. Or at least that was her hope."So who brought the weed?" Candace said looking directly at Heather who rolled her eyes before pulling a baggie out of. She was by then aroused and excited and normal thinking was not possible.‘I did not know that”, said she. “Poor boys.”“Sex is only an expression of love. Don’t you love me more now, after I put my seeds in to your cunt” I askedShe nodded. My wife also looked convinced.To reinforce the idea I said. A mother and son share all the love except this one. This will make the bonding complete. Both mother and daughter were thoughtful, impressed by my argument. “There is nothing wrong as son is not. Then she asked me how much money I would need and that she didn’t have much to spare.I told her that the sign had mentioned room and board and that I thought that would be fine. She was a pretty little thing. Bianca couldn’t have stood more than five feet two inches tall and I bet she didn’t weigh a hundred pounds either. Virginia was her spitting image and Bianca didn’t look old enough to be Virginia’s mother either. Bianca was one of those women that you fall in love with at first sight. Just.