. then a picture came to my mind. The dungeon scene on Helen's television set. But if I was the one in the shackles here, then who...? A throat was cl...ared, and I looked to my left. It took me several moments to recognize the woman standing there as Helen. For one thing, she was nude. Gloriously nude, full breasts, broad hips, a neatly trimmed triangle, long legs. Technically I suppose she wasn't totally nude, but her heels only emphasized the rest of her appearance. She stood in command of the. . but ... this ... this interview is really going off on a tangent, don’t you think, Jen? We were here to get your thoughts on the whole Goth celebrity thing, right? How did it get sidetracked into my own personal kinks, anyway? Alright, you busted me. I’m a cuckold at heart, okay? I would love to be cuckolded by you, you know. Are you happy? Can we get back to work, pretty please?” Gavin showed desperate arousal in his face as he watched Jen play with her own succulent snatch.“So, a Goth,. . or so the story goes.”I burst out laughing.When I settled down I said, “So did I.”And that set us all off.To change the subject I asked about the dog.Hold on a second ... let me explain.When I walked into the Two Bit, a long but not tall yellow and white puppy was right at my heels and nobody noticed.Now, the Two Bit has an assortment of lawn furniture on display in front of the store. Johnny leaves them out during the summer ... for the tourists, he says ... although he’s been known to catch. It was covered in junk. I just wanted to get out of his house as soon as possible.“Oh, thanks,” He faked a sneeze and threw his bowl of soup at me. I was drenched and humiliated.His mom saw and was instantly pissed and made him apologize. It was strange watching how well she managed to control her son. She managed to get him to say, “I’m sorry,” as quietly as possible.I walked out of the room and was about to try and walk home when his mom grabbed my arm stopping me. “I’m sorry for my son..