She felt appalled thinking she'd gether first cum of the day, the one that she'd beenpainstakingly preparing for and anticipating for solong, off a ug...y, smelly, yucky dog instead of thatnice cute guy. The very thought of that made her feelso incredibly hot. [Authors note: I really just don'tunderstand some people!]Time went by in slow motion as the dog dashed towardsAmy's house. She knew she'd cum straight away andbraced herself to avoid moving and the electric shock.The dog barked just as. He noticed I started to tear up as I told him, "He didn't say a word. He never acknowledged it."He tightened his arms around me and hugged me tighter, "I'm sorry, baby, some people are just aasholes."I looked down at him with tears in my eyes, "Well, what can you do? Guess that is one reason I am with you. We better get cleaned up and get to the clinic." We both jumped into the shower together before heading to the clinic. After work, I left for the train thinking to myself how much I hated to. At my consultation, I did not understand any of the conversation, but Icould glean the meaning through the doctors handling of my personage aswe went along. As I mentioned previously, my father-in-law liked andrespected me. As he talked animatedly the doctor took my face and seemedto study my sagging features. It wasn't anything horrific but age wasstarting to show. My shirt was divested and my slightly flabby Irishchest was on display. Liposuction would apparently correct this. Mystomach was. Every semester a new group of students apply for jobs at my place. The problem is come summer there all gone and I am left with no staff. Every now and then I frequent a strip bar in town and struck up a conversation with Suzy an older dancer. You could tell she was getting on in years, she may have been over 40. I was only 29. We became friends and one day she said “my days are numbered here, I’m just too old and I’m tired of giving free blow jobs to the owner’s gang banger friends”. It was.