Basically this consisted of a pair of wheels, joined by an axle. Above and across the axle was a seat, wide enough for two comfortably, or three squas...ed. There was a rail around the back and side forming a backrest. Two shafts led forwards from the seat, and another central one from the axle, linking with a large ring around it. My arms were laid along the shafts, from the elbow down, and strapped firmly. My hands were then place round a grip at the front. In order for passengers to get in it. Fortunately for Sally, Duke liked taking her orders and he did his best to follow her every command even if he didn’t agree with it.The first two years passed quickly and then all of a sudden Duke was double the weight of Sally and he could press her to the carpet with one paw on the back of her pretty little neck.Two things happened that changed things between them at this point in a way that spelled trouble for Sally and a lot of fun for the huge Great Dane with the impressive doggy dong that. ‘Did you have sex with Tiffany?’ ‘No Honey? I swear. I never left the office.’ ‘Yeah, right. I downloaded your GPS coordinates from your Smartphone and her home address was one of the addressed that appeared. If you think you’re alone in your car and able to roam the countryside free as a bird while picking your nose, your wrong. With satellites that can read a license plate from outer space, no one has any privacy anymore. We now have infrared and X-ray technology that can see through things. Ain't that worth a risk? I'm gonnabe there with you, ain't I?"Ratman looked away. "I don't want to do any more prison time, Grant. Youdon't know what it's like, all you ever did was a little juvey."Grant let his face harden. "You don't think you owe me a favour or two?You know what Solomani would say, he knew I was using ex-cons as doorstaff?" He thought Solomani probably wouldn't give a shit, but he wasn'tabout to tell Ratman that."So much for fuckin" friendship. And you think I don't know you.