I felt so bad for treating her so bad, now look at her so happy, her tail was swinging a mile a minute. I whispered to myself more then her sorry Tam...my, when I mentioned her name she looked up at me very intently, but her ail stopped wagging, if I had know what I know now I wouldve realised she was just curious as to how I knew her name, but then I thought she got angry that I interrupted her meal. Quickly to make things right I tried soothing her good girl Tammy, good girl her tail twitched. My gorgeous best friend looked me in the eyes as she told me how she came time after time, fantasizing about me in that bra set from work. My own hand fluttered between my thighs, Chloe was turning me on, by turning herself on, and I wanted to cum with her. Gripping the edge of the tub with one hand, I spread my swollen lips, my finger slipped straight to my hard clit, making me jump and shiver with pleasure. With my eyes fixed on Chloe, I began to mimic her movements, rubbing myself in little. He was now just a lifeless rotting corpse."And as for you, you fucking little harlot!"The beacon of light dimmed slightly, as it focused it's beam all around me."I saw what you did to my boy! Because I am God, and I see everything! ...Say sweetcheeks, how about I pull a Zeus on your sweet ass, and come down there disguised as a big-dicked bull, and have you give me some of that attention with your slutty holes?" Uhhh..."I just gawped like a mind-melted moron, trying to process what the hell is. .. As if there's a difference?You know why Scottish guys wear kilts? Because sheep can hear a zipper a mile away!Anyway, I didn't have a lot of time to remember stupid jokes, even though that one made me grin as I pulled that weird, black poet's shirt over my head. It made me look like a blonde Lord Byron on his way to a funeral, I thought, but that sobered me up because a funeral could be precisely where I was headed! My own! Once I had those leather ankle boots buckled around my feet and I.