Samson trotted up to me not aggressively but more inquisitively than before. I stood self consciously looking at him feeling more than a little stupid... Quickly I slid down my track suit bottoms to my ankles standing up again imminently. Samson turned his head to one side looking at me. “Well go on,” I said, “What’s stopping you?” A few seconds passed, Samson didn’t move. “Ok, this is stupid.” I said to myself looking around the kennel. What was I doing before I though. I retraced my steps. "So anything special planned in Riverdale soon," John asked."Well we do have the End of Reports Celebration at the office CUMMING up in a few days," Laura said smiling, "we're making it twice as long as usual this year, we did miss last years you know." We've invited Annie and Harry back to celebrate with us," Stan said, "We didn't really get to see enough of their talents last year." Annie was talking about that yesterday when she came to help with Butch," Mary said, "she's planning to take. As I went in, the gym was pretty much empty since normal people were out on a Friday night having fun. When I went into the locker room, there was Tre again, changing for his workout. I laughed at him and told him to hold off until I change quickly because I didn't want to see that weapon. He laughed and said it is not a weapon if he can never use. He laughed and said it has been so long since he was with a woman that it might kill her when it goes off. We both laughed and then I just delved. His brained was electrified by the feel of patent leather against his tongue. He grabbed her other foot and began the same routine only this time he ended by gently holding the heel of her shoe and slipping it off. He slowly lifted it to his nose and closed his eyes as he inhaled deeply. The scent was unlike anything he had every experienced before. It was a ripe mixture of cocoa butter body lotion, the faint smell of her perfume, the faint smell of sweat from worn nylons topped off with the.