It was a lovely gesture but, on that occasion, a most unwelcome interruption. Lucy had been engrossed in writing and the intrusion had thrown her comp...etely off track.It was an innocent faux pas on Pete's part, one she would have overlooked had he not loitered behind her, slurping his drink and reading over her shoulder. Pointing out a typo was the last straw.A fat tear ran down Lucy's cheek as she remembered how she'd yelled at him. It was a massive overreaction, one spawned by the stress of a. Stopped in his tracks, settled his haunches down, and just sat. Sat! Still as can be! Well, there was still a little thump-twitch to his tail, and his ears quivered forward. Little tell-tale signs that showed the dog was pretty darn excited. ‘Huh. I didn’t know he could do that.’ Blue’s mumble was more of something akin to bemusement this time. John flicked a quick look up to her before centering his attention on the waiting dog. Taking his time, he knelt to one knee, his calm face giving. .. but she still couldn't stop asking for more."Maybe we should take her home with us," one of them cackled, "I don't know if I'd ever go back to work again!"Another shrugged, "I don't think Snow White would like that much." That prude," the first snorted, "She's hotter than this one, but it's not like we'll ever get a piece of it." Well then just be happy we found this slut," another commented, as he watched Kristen sucking and fucking, a whore-ish pig on a cock stick, "It's not like we have. He did have a thing for the little Latin lady from the trailer park. His eyes never left her when she was in the room where he was.John and the Marshal got in a huff because I didn't know how much the house cost. When I asked, "Does it really matter?" they got their backs up, thinking I was trying to be the big shot. I even got Steve involved in the conversation.Later, little Maria, made some killer salsa. Kathy, Mercy, and I dug into it, enjoying the piercing spicy heat of the tasty dip..