I also wearother bracelets on my other wrist (the bangles are alwayson my left), as well as lots of interesting rings, toerings and ankle bracelets in...summer, and often a necklaceor two. I'd say over 90% of my jewelry is silver, much ofit hand-made and unique.My hair is dark brunette, curly, and comes down to thebottom of my shoulder blades. I got it straightened once (abig mistake!) and when straight it was long enough to reachthe small of my back.Oh, and I have REALLY long nails. They're well. The dog was whimpering and suddenly reared back as if to get away from the teasing fingers that wouldn't bring him to total relief.She gripped harder and spoke softly to calm him. But again he tried to pull away, this time harder, rearing off the floor with his forelegs."Ahhhhh, my darling beast," she cried, "then you are ready… you are ready to fuck."In a single, quick movement, she managed to slither her naked body beneath the dog. She held his haunches with her hands and spread her thighs. Shit. Somehow I managed to find my pants and made my way to the outhouse without waking her. I even managed to take care of the most urgent business without problems. After that I still felt dirty and terrible and for a moment I considered my options. I needed to freshen up if I wanted to feel even a bit alive again. So, after a quick look around I took a place next to the house, threw my pants to the ground and washed myself - both my body and my head - with the fresh, newly fallen snow. It. ‘What’s your girly name’? I asked . ‘I don’t have one’ he said. ‘I spell Cissy with a C’ I told him. ‘Lets call you Sissy too and spell it with a S’ I suggested, as we headed for the checkout counter. ‘I’d like that’ he giggled. Once we arrived at my house I had Brian strip while I readied a bubble bath and laid out the clothes we had purchased for him. Just as I had suspected we he took off his pants he was wearing a pair of black bikini panties. I showed him how to use a disposable douche.