There was only on thing to do--let him have his way.Denise raised her ass, turning it toward the panting dog so he could lick it. He growled as he bur...rowed his wet snout between her asscheeks. His tongue licked up and down her ass-crack and all over her ass. Denise's heart hammered, and she started to breath faster. Her hand moved almost mechanically, gripping her asscheek and pulling it so the dog could lick her shithole."Oh, Romeo!" she breathed, tingles flooding her asshole as the dog probed. I looked around the room, and immediately went to the toilet and threw up. The reality of the situation hit me. I panicked. After a few minutes, I realized that I had to do what he said. I used toilet paper to clean my pee up, used some of the shampoo to clean it, and then I turned on the shower and washed. By the time he opened the door, I had the small gown and socks he brought in on and was sitting on the bed. --Its better in here. You did good. Here is your food. Eat it, I will be back in. We only lasted in the water about 30 minutes at a time. Then after a couple of hours Kathy, Mike and Dad called us in for dinner. We had a good dinner of fish, salad and fruit. I was glad that the house boat had a heater on the deck and in side the cabin. All of us put on sweat pants and tops we were so cold. After dinner the topic turned to sex (of course) with Pasha asking if they go naked in front of each other all the time.They all looked at each other and started to laugh out loud. . A very nicely put together performance" was the cool reply.TJ looked speculatively at the jg and then began"We know your 'rep' but surprisingly our Bosun, Dulcie Watts put us onto the right track; she was on "Monterey" when Vic Carlton wet-nursed you through your ensign tour and that was the best confidential you got from any ship; but you aced every course. We smelt a very dead rodent. We examined your files — one day we might tell you how we did that. One of our ERAs was dirtside yesterday.