I hold her head in my lap and finger her hair looking down on the top of her chestnut head. My breathing slow and she looks up into my eyes, winking s...ductively at me. I pull her up to me gently and kiss her, tasting myself on her sweet lips. As we passionately piss I turn her over so she is under me. I straddle her waist and look down on her, beautiful dark hair splayed on the white bedding, her cheeks glowing slightly and a smile on her lips.I nibble at her neck gently, nuzzling her ear, and. .. ?”“Because I want you to help me ... I know you introduced Angela to the joys of dog sex ... So if you want me to keep your dirty little secret ... I want you to help me too.”“So you want to have sex with Rambo... ?”“Maybe ... But I need to satisfy my needs and desires and told him, If he doesn’t let me open a dog kennels, I want a divorce.”“Sorry Janice, I’m confused ... You want to open a dog kennels... !”“Yes ... And we have the money, the land and I want to quit my boring accountancy. ”“ ... we can’t have a lot of dictators practicing genocide, hither and yon. We’re going to have to stop that ... But I think we should start somewhere other than the United States. This can’t be a ‘U.S.’ revolution – if it’s going to be world-wide, then let’s start overseas.”“Okay, you’re the human...” She laughed. “ ... On Saturday, the Pope has a meeting with the Patriarchs of the Greek and Russian Orthodox churches, and the Archbishop of Canterbury, representing the Anglican Church. We can. My legs are trembling, and I am stuttering and stammering and suggesting that you have made a joke. But your face remains quite passive, your voice with a firmer edge as you tell me to take off my skirt and not be silly. I freeze. I hesitate. I… I knew why I was coming here. When I spent the last ten days thinking about today and planning what to wear, contemplating and planning every stitch of my outfit, I assumed that I would probably take most of it off. I chose a tight brown wool mix.