Get away..."But Chad pressed harder. She felt her asscheeks tight against the wall. She couldn't pull away from him, couldn't seem to make him stop. A...ain Linda raised her hand to strike the animal. And this time when the animal ducked back she pushed herself forward, staggering awkwardly toward her bedroom. He couldn't do it in there, not in her room, not when she locked the door."No!"The animal pursued her, snapping at her ankles, threatening to bite her. Somehow Linda managed to kick him. "Is that our fate?" So what if it is?" Brandon asked.I gave him a cross look. "Brandon, I don't want to be emotionally retarded by a crashed relationship." Neither do I," Brandon said. "But in some cases, it's worth it."I blinked at him. "What do you mean?"He sighed. "You know how, every now and then, maybe once or twice a lifetime— Listen to me, talking as if I'd been alive for fifty or sixty years. Anyhow. Once or twice in a lifetime, you run into someone where you just know, you just. Turning toward you, I see the lust in your eyes. You were staring at my ass, watching my body move. Yes, that tail is exactly what you think it is.Crawling across the hall, I nudge the door open with my head and slip inside. My owner is waiting, sitting on the couch across the room.He spots me and his eyes go wide for a moment as he takes me in and then smiles. He is pleased with me and, for the next space of time, I am his pet fox and he is my master.Lifting the little black leash in his. The two had been friends lately, a bit strained but friends nonetheless.Marlo a tall and somewhat busty but thin woman and Jimmy her shortoverweight former boyfriend. Jimmy wasn't really short, it was just thathe was an inch shorter than Marlo a condition which was exaggerated whenMarlo wore her heels which were quite often. Marlo led him downstairsinto the basement apartment she had in her parents house.She was dressed in her normal attire of leggings and a pretty printblouse. She was.