“Look, Dee. It felt natural to be there for you. And it means a lot to know that I made you feel better when you needed. Apart from that, I respect ...our feelings. I know what you mean and I love being with you too. You know you can always count on me, babe!” I explained and smiled at her, as I gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face.Dee didn’t say anything and I could see from her face that she was in a dilemma.“What is it, Dee? You want to tell me something?” I asked.“I don’t. Steeling herself, she resisted the impulse to look back at the dog, and by the time she had filled the tray, she knew that Wolf had obeyed her and remained inside his shelter. Her feeling of apprehension gradually faded to relief as she realized that what she had seen was not really so extraordinary. After all, there were several young bitches in heat in nearby pens, and most of the other male dogs had been behaving a little strangely that morning anyway. No, she told herself, her fear had been. It was from someone who no matter how hard they had tried, they couldn’t quite leave behind. It was Jordan Charles. On her last legit job, he had been Kiki’s boss back when they were first getting the porn hustle going. He was a mostly harmless jackass, who had lusted after Kiki the whole time she worked at his video editing company. In his desperation to get with her, he one day snatched a flash drive off her desk and discovered that Kiki was doing porn. While his blackmail attempt did get. "Young man, I've been teaching for nearly ten years, I've dealt with such lurid advances from students, parents, faculty, and even coaches. NONE of them have EVER impressed me, and you won't either. "Wrong," he said, forcefully standing, absurd bulge snaking down his left pant leg. The thing was gargantuan and grotesque, the definition of a pair of dangling doorknobs set low at his crotch completed the illusion. For it must have been a trick! I smiled to myself, knowing that when I discovered.