You can lay your dog out in the back."Wait," Ma said, "Let me bandage those two wounds. It might keep him from bleeding to death. "Ma rubbed salve on ...he two wounds and ripped up a pillow case and used it to bind Dog's wounds. Dog moaned as she touched his injuries, He licked her hand once and lay back down on his side.I hurried to get our newest stake side truck. I threw gunny sacks on the bed of the truck for a pallet and carried dog out and placed him on them. I drove straight to the. “I think a little bit of both,” Don smiled. He politely apologized for interrupting our meals and offered to sit back down at his table. He addressed the others who were seated.“Oh, where are my manners? This is Mike, my cousin Jessie, and my Aunt Chastity,” my daughter offered as he excused himself. She was clearly reluctant to call the Men “Master.” We all were – we tended to call them Sir around other people. “Mike and Jessie are our Masters. They train us,” she added as if that should be. She waved as he approached her. “Hey!” she smiled, “You came.” “Of course. How are you?”Mindy giggled. “Well… bored… duh!” she giggled again. The image of his cock ramming into her sweet, young body came to Steven’s mind. He tried not to think about it. As he sat down, she looked at him intently. “You just took a shower didn’t you,” she said pointing at his hair. Steven chuckled and nodded. “Yeah. Pretty obvious right? My hair’s all wet.” But that’s not what I want wet, he thought to himself.. Or at you, as the case may be. I takes a specific kind of person, I guess, to experience this odd sensation. I know people who would choose a few words from their endless vocabulary of curses and tell them, in no kind terms, that they wish to be left alone. Not me. Then there’s people who blend into this kind of crowd. Genuinly nice. Also not me. Me, I’m out of place. Pretty much everywhere. And not many see this, simply because nobody really wants to think someone doesn’t have a place to fit.