Shelly pressed her knees outward until the muscles ached. It was the only part of her pinioned body that she could move... her knees... and she strove...frantically to press them away from the cold probing nose of the beast at her loins. The effort was a vain one for the dog's head followed the scant inches of her move with little effort. She fluttered her knees back and forth, hoping to discourage his eager sniffing, but the movement only caused her splayed lips to part and the hot scent of her. And best of all he knew how to make a girl feel special and appreciated, like something more than a piece of meat created for male amusement and naught else. They had arrived at the beach late and after a swim and catching the last of the afternoon's rays they had watched the sun go down as they snacked on some fruit she had brought. The night was quite warm so she was hardly cold despite the very brief pink bikini she was wearing. Fortunately she had left the house that afternoon with jeans. "The other three women were all smiling at me, thinking of the good time they felt they were going to have. I don't know, I hope this isn't too far out. I said to them, "Listen, all of you. I don't want this to sound like I'm a stick in the mud, but I may not be up for a lot of what may go on out there. All four of you can be as crazy as you want, but I may lay back and just watch or go hide or something."Bobby said, "No, you won't. We'll have such a good time you'll want to be a part of. He slipped thoseon though he was loathe to do so because they were from yesterday andhe felt just plain icky down there.Now he confirmed he was in an apartment. The small kitchen was to hisright. Across a bar chair was his duster. His boots lay in the middleof the living room. His skirt was on the sofa and his jacket was on thefloor in front of a massive entertainment system that appeared to haveseveral CPU's, monitors, and high performance speakers.Somehow though what was most embarrassing to.