I could hear the sirens of the Sheriff's cars approaching on the highway. I hit the button on the wall that opened the gate, then I grabbed the phone ...nd hit 911."I'm at the animal compound three miles east of town. The Sheriff will be here in a minute but you need to send an ambulance as well. There's been a man shot in the chest and he looks pretty bad. Oh, and if they have a four-wheel-drive unit they should send that because they'll have to go through a pasture to get to him."When I stepped. Her dark hair, a scattering of grey that belied her age, invisible in the low light, spread out beneath her in a disorderly spray.“You can’t tease me like that Mr. Doyle,” she protested after a time, opening her eyes again. “We could have a drink together, I suppose. Chat to break the ice and make sure we like her, and that she likes us...” She smiled crookedly in embarrassment. “And then we could retire to our bedroom, where you could watch our young lady and I make love, right here in our. Mike sat and had a meal with me. I headed off when I was done.I turned back to wave good bye and I notice Mike checking out my bottom. Wemade eye contact and he appeared embarrassed. I was a bit mad for a secondthen I remembered I had been quite amazed by my great ass too. "Boys will beboys", I giggled to myself.I went straight to Dr. Ho's office and went in to see him. I asked him "Whatis happening to me"? He asked who I was. I explained who I was and his mouthfell open. He got mad and said:. His arms, like his body, were long and lean, not artificially enhanced like those of a bodybuilder, but nevertheless would be terrifyingly strong if he chose to inflict blows. In fact, there was nothing at all artificial about him. Unlike male models and bodybuilders, this man did not remove his chest, armpit, and leg hair in that effeminate way that makes models and bodybuilders look as though they are either made of plastic or did not fully complete puberty. No, her Master was proud of His.