”“Go for it,” I said and finished my pint in one go. As I turned to leave I said with a smile, “Stay the night if you want, Katie.”Her smile...was as wide as the road, she blew me a kiss and mouthed, “Thank you.”On the short walk home I asked myself why I’d said she could stay, I loved her and I know she loved me, that was beyond all doubt, but I also knew she was desperate to try a black lover.The idea of seeing her with a lover, especially a black one excited me even if it meant being without. I understood where they were coming from and despite the sexual frustration was prepared to do as they asked, in the meantime there was always Internet porn and my right hand.Over the next few weeks, Miss Clarke became firm friends with Mum & Dad. It wasn’t too long before she got a key to our back door and she was always welcome often eating with us, or just popping in for a chat and staying for hours. She and Mum would often have girlie nights with wine & a chick flick in her house and also. - You will hate me for this.- Not if you did it in my present.With nothing more to say, I didn’t want to argue more, as I knew this is a brilliant chance to let my husband accept me fucking our dog and he will never feel bad about it later so I said:- There is no going back from this, if the dog mounted me now he might mount me more in future, I don’t want you to think of me as a bitch cause I am not.- No one said you are, but sharing you is a fantasy always hit my mind, and the family dog. “It’s complicated by our different cultures. And the fact that you might go home in a little over three years.”“Unless I have a reason to stay.”“But is that something you want to do?”“It’s not about wanting to do something, it’s about my duty.”“Duty?”“Yes, of course. Now, I have a duty to be a proper daughter. That means being respectful of my dad’s wishes, and following his guidance. If I were to stay, it would be because I was married or promised to be married. Then I would have a duty to my.