Would I need to tell Rob? No ... no, of course not. Besides, we hardly had time to go out with his busy schedule. Before I'd even fully thought it thr...ugh, I'd accepted Damien's invitation and set a time for Friday evening at 7PM."I'll pick you up," he told me.I jumped in my car and took off feeling more excited about my future than I'd been in weeks. At home, I went all out for dinner and made a garden chicken salad. I didn't know for sure if Adrienne would be home to eat it or not, but if she. He had no idea it could feel like that and now he knew the difference. He thanked me over and over. I smiled and said your welcome. He relaxed some but still had his shorts pulled down. He looked at me and wanted to know if he could ask me something. I said of course. He said all the guys he knew thought my tits were the best. He said some had even claimed to have seen them naked. I thought for a minute on where that could have happened and I guess at our lake house or maybe at home getting. Therefore one of element of winning the dog show is showing restraint and control over bodily functions. For the obvious reason this event is held outside in a far corner of the backyard. A large pit, about two feet deep has been dug, and us wretch dogs must crawl into this pit. The judges sit comfortably in reclining chairs under the shady trees while the Mistress/trainer initiates the event. Each dog is given a NASTY, and I mean nasty enema! It is typically two full quart of hot water in. We walked in with the couple. We entered and went to a VIP area where there was a living room scene, with dancers on tables and boxes all around. Men in harnesses, boots and collars tethered to a pole above us. No jock or shorts! All were mostly hard, and the guests were openly fondling the dancers, and the dancers loved it! Their oil and sweat covered bodies shone as the guests manhandled their cocks and balls! Clay stood next to Danny and just watched one particular dancer.He was built like.