Hotdog had also started dreaming. In his dream state he was on the prowl for a bitch. You see, he still hadn't realized that the juices he was drinkin... earlier acted as a trigger. But being only a dog, what did he know.((There he was on the prowl for any bitch in heat that he could find in the neighborhood. Sniffing away, he caught the scent of his mate to be and the hunt was on. He chased down one alleyway then another. Through one yard, then another. Still he couldn't find what he was looking. "She lowered her voice and whispered that she'd refused her advances and now Sonia was on dangerous ground."Would you refuse my advances Sonia?" You haven't made any." That's because I'm frightened." Frightened?" Of refusal." Try me," she said softly and I felt her pulling the strips of tape off my pubes."I'll show you something when you've finished," I smiled, "Do you have a passport?" Yes." A drivers license?" Yes." How old are you?" Eighteen." Perfect." For what?" You'll see in a minute."She. Her hair, perhaps dark at one time, was now gray and given nothing more than a single pass with a comb in the morning. She walked with a sway, as if trying to lift her right leg. She appeared to be only in her fifties, so this affliction was, perhaps, not entirely attributable to age,. ‘Please, have a seat,’ I motioned at the red leather guest chair. ‘What can I do for you?’ After adjusting her glasses and clearing her throat, she began, ‘Well, you remember my Robert. He cleaned your car from. The bus was stupidly packed, but I made my way toward the middle and just kinda stood there and hung onto what I could. I'm only 5'1, so luckily some nice guy let me grab one of the dangling straps to support myself.I wasn't wearing anything sexy. Actually, the opposite. I only had on my boyfriends sweater and leggings. He's 6'7, and the sweater practically hugs my knees if it doesn't bunch up. I guess leggings are hot when you have a fat butt, but not when it looks like you're basically.