Eventually I would have to do two things: either reach down with somepaper and try to pinch off the lingering loaf (which required careful precision t...o avoid smearing the creature all over my rear, especially since I had no way of seeing what I was doing) or just go for broke, start wiping, and hope that I could remove all the leftover fecal matter before the toilet paper reached its Can't-Be-Flushed threshold. I was contemplating this problem, when I had what seemed at the time to be a bright. A call of challenge? A call to follow? Or a call of defiance of the forest beyond yet also of acceptance. The doe's move to him and he leads them into the forest. The shadows lengthen the storm beyond moves slowly on. Thunder marking its slow retreat. I stir and stretch for the joy of just stretching. Dusk is in the air of this still warm summer evening. The moon I know will rise late and fill this place with silver light, fireflies begin to wink among the greenery. I sit on the grass and watch. "I think that you are wearing too many clothes, don't you?" I replied. "Maybe you should show Dan what you bought today."Her eyes went wide. Apparently, she had forgotten about the crotchless panties, but almost as if under a spell, Dawn began to wiggle out of her jeans. When the lacy butterflies came into view, Dan let out a low whistle."Damn," he stated. "Darlin', those are sexy."She gave a little smile, then sat back on the edge of the bed. "They are crotchless," she stated simply. The. "The guys she's dancing for are enjoying the performance. There's two businessman types and Dana's dancing up close to them, letting them touch her tits and ass and pussy, just enough to heat em up but not enough to get em off.That comes extra.Yeah, Dana hooks. But it ain't cheap. She goes for five hundred minimum, and that's a fucking blow job. Getting more is a K and up.Then I see the front door open and Mr. Smiles comes in.Mr. Smiles is just that: all smiles without an ounce of nice behind.