Alan mixes in his sugar and takes a sip. He starts thinking about the morning and how wonderful it was. While he has been happy with Sandy as a dog, h... is becoming more and more happier having her the way she is when she miraculously transforms. He still doesn’t know if it really happening or if he is just losing his mind. When he got dressed and came back from the bathroom, she was just regular Sandy.He sets the cup down and looks at her. “We have to head back today.” She whines. “I know, and. I live in Brazil before America."Yeah, I got that already. I was fishing for Columbia, curiosity gettingthe better of me, then I remembered Brad had said she screwed up inBrazil before Tony Bennito had sent her up here, "Why did you leaveBrazil?"She looked like she was trying to think of the best way to explainleaving Brazil, her face struggled, "When you are like we are in," morestruggling to lay her thoughts out, "How do you say...," She rattledoff a few words in Spanish, "I am with a man.". The only friends he had were the characters in the old romances he readin the library in his few hours of leisure, Arthur and Guinevere,Lancelot and Elaine, Tristan and Isolde. He thrilled to the strange andfantastic adventures they had and even more to the noble ideals of lovethat ruled them all. In the life Charles had had planned for him therewas no love, only study, duty, justice. But it was not to be.At the age of 82 the Judge weakened and expired. And at the funeralCharles felt again just. ..” Anna paused, “Tickle me on ... on my little titties.” she said softly. I was shocked not only by her decision, but by her referring to her “little titties”. It made me hotter though. Was the humiliation making her hot too?Laughter and arguing broke out again. I looked over at Anna. Were her nipples getting bigger and darker? The wet spot between her legs certainly was.“No! No fucking way. Do me! Do me I said!” I shouted. Getting my wind back, I started to stand.“Debbie, we should tie her up.