’ ‘That’s all right. I’d like to know more about it … I mean … it’s so important to you that I’d like to know what it is going to do a...d how.’ I looked at her and there was no doubt her request was serious. Actually, I was pleased. I didn’t expect her to be that interested in my work, but it seemed she was. ‘Why don’t we look at it after dinner?’ I suggested. ‘Good,’ she smiled, then gave me a nice warm kiss. She surprised me once again when we sat down to see my presentation on the laptop. She. We had her and dad over for a meal last Sunday and when I listened in to her thoughts, none were concerned with the bridge club so hopefully that episode of her life is in the past. Dad seemed happier too and at one point when I tuned in to his thoughts, he was planning giving mother a spanking at bedtime for being a bit sharp with Sarah over something that was quite trivial. Seemed to me he was just looking for an excuse to bare her bottom. At least he seems to be the one in control now.Jean. After an hour of so of being brought to the edge, only to be frustrated I heard one of the women yell out. "She is ready. Bring in Shamrock."At first I thought the name Shamrock was some sort of nickname, but I quickly realized it wasn't a nickname, and Shamrock was not a guy. He was a large, very large Irish setter. Within seconds, the sensations of having a soft but large dog tongue lap at my dripping cunt attacked my body. No longer was I repulsed at having an animal touch in me in such a. It means I won't have to hurt you to bad," he replied."Mike?" I said."What?" he replied as he looked over at me."Stick it up your ass sideways. I'm already upset that she was hurt. I don't need your smart ass remarks and besides the day you air jocks can kick my ass, I will hang up my rifle..."I stopped talking as Mike started laughing. I could hear his deep laugh coming from his boat, and I shook my head at him. Handing up the microphone, I waited for him to call me back. The wind picked up,.