His name is Blake.”“And you’re okay with this?” He looked concerned.“Oh yes, of course. My classes have helped me overcome any fears regar...ing dogs and … I’ve come to quite enjoy it.”Kyle smiled, “I approve. I will get to know Blake if you intend to keep him. I will have to alpha him and let him know that when I’m present, I am in charge and you are MY bitch.” I flinched at the word, but I knew what he meant.“Yes, well, he definitely introduced himself to me today and made it clear that he. Don't leave me in suspense, Susan. You are going to stay, aren't you? I cook a great breakfast!"I wasn't paying any attention to him, still gawking about for his "friend." His face was very close to mine when I turned back toward him."... What?" He was so close I could smell the hemp on his breath."I'd like you to spend the night, Susan." I was like a statue as he kissed my cheek and then wandered off with another young lady. I remained rooted in the kitchen and stayed that way until Nancy. Rain pounding on all window panes. Thunder shaking the Earth. Lightening strikes again capturing Taryn on her back, hair carefully layed off the side of the loveseat, her musician in between her legs, his face buried in her neck, his hand holding her up by her neck. He moans. She whimpers. Dark. Shattering thunder roar. Flash of his hands spreading her thighs. Darkness. “ Keep your heels on,” he whispers into her quivering pussy. Wind and rain take over the outside world as he dominates her. "Standing around in our underwear is too fucking embarrassing." We're like a couple of Pavlov's dogs, except instead of drooling, we take our clothes off." Huh?" Meagan asked."Pavlov did a famous experiment where he got a dog to drool by ringing a bell every time he fed it. It got to the point where he could make the dog drool just by ringing the bell with no food around. That's us except we start taking our cloths off even though your mother isn't here to paint us." Why did you tell me that?.