She looked down and realized her own nipples were hard. Hannah didn't have to wait long before Samantha returned with a couple of bath towels.“Here ...ou go, get yourself dry and warm yourself up, I see you are cold!”Samantha smiled and wrapped her towel around herself and sat down at the kitchen table, “There's still some more wine left,” she said.Hannah sat opposite Samantha and let her pour her another glass of the refreshing liquid. The alcohol had started to take effect.Samantha smiled, she. My parents had moved from southern California, shortly after they were married. Which by the way was when they were eighteen. I was their second son and born before their second anniversary. As couples who marry young often do they had a turbulent relationship. But since this story is about her and me, not them I'll skip ahead. The day I graduated high school we moved back to southern California. My parents were separated again, dad had moved first, mom was in pursuit. After a year of living. I was one of the few who didn't, fearing that Imight find myself caught up in some crazy relationship that washeaded nowhere beyond sexual experimentation. I chose instead to sitback and wait this whole deal out, learning what I would need to knowwhile others dug themselves into emotional holes they made not beable to climb out of.Thus I spent the next several weeks reading everything I could findin the way of accurate information of the life I had lying ahead ofme. Menstruation and birth. The dog came up to waist height with a large head and a darker coloured streak down his back where the fur ran in an opposite direction to the rest of the body. The name was an obvious conclusion.She turned to Jon looking quizzical, wondering if he was going to relent and buy her a dog after all these years.Go ahead April make your choice. Jon encouraged her to go from cage to cage, checking out the dogs that all looked identical. Little nuances of temperament helped her make a choice and the.