Bandy and Barley were already up, having lifted their heads as soon as we'd heard the voices and I was getting up too, because Bandy especially could ...e a little too aggressive."Whoa! Oh shit, man ... There's three of 'em!" I told you, dude. This guy's got some mean dogs!" Let's get out of here!"They were nervous now and a little frightened, confronted with three huge dogs. Bush, the smallest, was probably a hundred and fifty pounds of muscle, and as I found out from Master shortly after. Boy was he in for big reality check very soon.But let me get back to my actual date with his wife, and how things really were progressing. We had called each other, that is her and me, by our first names since our first meeting. Her husband still calls me Doc as do all my cuckold hubby’s. But my wives I eventually try to get them to call me daddy, explaining while we are all using pet names this is the one I prefer. This night I worked on Fran to do so also. It took some doing but somewhere in. I had missed a text from her the previous night. She asked if I wanted have a beer and walk on the beach. I was mildly happy to have missed the text. I texted back and apologized for sacking out early. Told her I was heading for breakfast at the local café around 8:30.To my surprise, they were there and looked ready for the beach. I greeted everyone and sat down, apologized again and said, “What’s the plan?”Jess said, “More of the same, thankfully.” There didn’t seem to be any awkwardness and. It was worth a shot anyhow. “Ok, I’ll give you last period.” I finally answered. “I’ll ask Mr Brooks if we can use the computer lab as a study area since no one is there last period.” “Right on! Thanks Sammy.” Peter jogged away from me then, and it was all I could do to not stare at his sweet form. People were watching after all and I didn’t want to ruin a good thing before it even got started, right? *** I was still pretty preoccupied for the rest of the day, but not to the point.