"But before I do, I want to make sure it's alright if I thank you with a kiss." Tristan, worried he might actually not be able to speak, merely nodded..."I'm very glad you don't mind," she winked; moving in close and pressing herself against him. "And you must promise me -- no 'Auntie kiss' this time?" Before Tristan could nod his head in agreement, his eager Aunt cupped his face in her hands and pressed her pillowy lips to his. It was a kiss both had been fantasizing about for some time, and it. " I replied with a bit more enthusiasm looking at the cash."Honey, you're going shopping today. This is Patrick and he will escort you where ever you want to go." he said pushing me out into the hallway. He turned around and slammed the door."Oh sure, another baby sitter. What did he tell you to do?" she asked."He gave me this and told me to take you where ever you want to go and do what you want to do." I said showing her the money."Two, three, four.... Four hundred dollars? That low piece of. At that moment I knew I was hooked on dog cock forever and throwing any last vestiges of shame away I screamed loudly "fuck my dog slut cunt like the dog bitch I am." The dog ignored my words and just pounded away but the people in the audience gave a murmur of approval as they watched. Looking up I could see their excitement etched into their flushed faces. One of the men had taken out his cock as the woman next to him worked it on. She in turn was being fingered under her skirt by the. Her heart felt heavy and a tear slid down her cheek because she knew the storm would prevent Tom from coming to see her tonight. He probably would not come tomorrow either because the forecast was for heavy snow through tomorrow night. She closed the door and pressed her forehead against to cool wood. She could hear a chorale group singing ‘Jingle Bells’ on the radio in the living room. ‘Why? Why did we have to fight? Now, of all times?’ she asked herself. Christmas Eve and she was alone. Pat.