Anyway we were about 10 minutes in when it began to absolutely piss down, everyone ran home but Nigel and I made it to a broken garage, it was only a ...hell but had a decent roof so we could stay dry. A few minutes of talking and Nigel approached me, his hands around my waist and we started to kiss.Seconds later we were snogging and then a voice “What’s going on here”, it was Helen. Now Helen was what we would call today a ‘chav’ but back then we didn’t use that word. She was one of those girls. The dog, a Bernese Mountain dog, looked over his little bitch. He growled when she tried to move, pushing his nose under her skirt. The dog swiped his tongue over her panty clad pussy, sending shockwaves through the trembling blonde. She only moved onto her hands and knees, trying to gain any footing to get up. The animal snarled at her which made her stop. He huffed and continued licking her clothed cunt. Lesley had no idea that Marie had also followed her, wanting to talk to her about her. ”I swallowed cold and stuttered “Will! Sorry, it’s William Hendershot, then.”He smiled back at me. “That was a joke. Matt fell for that too when he first came here, you and him are the few who are using your real names, as far as I’m aware. You can call me Dominic, by the way.”That bastard.Dominic then wrote “William Hendershot” in the book with the current date, followed by a comma and “Mattison Curry” next. “All done. That’ll be fifteen then, Will.”I paid him in cash, grabbed the tape and. ”“Well, you never know with your husband,” I muttered and continued to slide my hand along the length of it. She started to laugh at that but gasped when I pushed the dildo up.I pulled her shirt up and she helped me remove it, but when I tried to pull her panties down, she stopped me. “It works keeping it in place.” She gave me a wink. “Garrett, help her out of her bra please.”“My pleasure,” he said and I felt his hands on my back. They were warm and a little rough, just how I remembered them,.