I didn’t want to have to explain something I had no explanation for. I didn’t want people having to lie for me if they were asked.I left Los Angel...s behind, heading north. From LAX, it was easy to catch a shuttle to Whiteman as if I had a connecting flight out of there. At Whiteman, I got a bus into Santa Clarita and then it was out on the freeway, sticking my thumb up on the 5 and catching a ride with a dude.I say dude because it seemed like every other word out of his mouth was ‘dude!” Of. "He seems to like you as much as my daughter likes you. Despite obedience school, which should have taught how to behave, he seems to find you irresistible." He's so cute, Mrs. Wallace. What type of dog is he?" He's a Corgi." Does he have a name?" Of course, he has a name. Kim christened him Snuggles when he was a small pup. She called him that because he used to sneak into her bed and snuggle with her."Lucky dog."May I hold his leash, Mrs. Wallace."She handed me the leash eagerly. Another. She wore a thin low cut shirt and I hadn't noticed before but Mrs. Fitzgerald had beautiful skin. She was definitely the hottest white women I had seen in all my years of living. "Hi, I'm here to collect this weeks pay." "Oh yes, come on in." I entered their house and followed Mrs. Fitzgerald into the kitchen. The way her hips swayed back and forth had me in a trance. "My husband isn't here at the moment, he's at work I believe. Hold on I'll be right back with your money." When she re entered. We looked at each other with wide-eyed astonishment, which quickly morphed into silly grins and giggles as we climbed off Dave.Joan started toward the recliner, and I slapped her ass a good one. She looked over her shoulder with a naughty smile and sashayed away. She was absolutely glowing, and damn she looked hot with all that cum running down her legs.She picked her bra off the floor, stuffed it in her purse, and slipped on her dress. By the time I got dressed, retrieved her panties, and.