This is continued from my first story "My First Pet" and follows from where that left off. Again, please give any comments and I hope you enjoy. After... what had happened a few moments ago, I was almost dancing round the kitchen as I prepared dinner. I was ecstatic, I couldn't believe things had gone as well as they had. My beautiful Jane had just shown she was completely willing to be my pet, my little play thing and do everything I ask. As I was cooking dinner, I remembered I was going to talk. .. yeah, the view was nice.He blushed when she caught him staring – and then chuffed out a surprised laugh when all she did was wiggle her hips at him, purposefully provocative now, with a wide grin. His own armour grew even more uncomfortable, and he sent a brief prayer of thanks to the Maker that the thick leather would at least disguise that fact.And then, when he bent over and preceded her out of the little cave, she whistled – a loud, obnoxious, appreciative whistle. He laughed, right out. It didn't have the antiseptic smell she associated with doctor's offices. The nurses there wore colorful scrubs, not stiff white uniforms. Dr. Young, who had been alerted to Shelly's previous experience at the gynecologist during her brief discussion with Rachelle, greeted the young women warmly.Shelly decided Dr. Young didn't even remind her of a doctor. She wasn't old, first of all. Second of all, she wore jeans and T-shirt beneath her lab coat, not a suit or a dress. Lastly, she seemed cool.. They don't feel that they need another layer of sanctions put on them for something they can't control. They've moved the missing men to the top of their intelligence priorities, and are trying to covertly contact NATO's Central Command."Bill and Ada are leaving to visit Prince Steve Noir, but he's not in Jordan. They're going to Afghanistan as we speak. Bill thinks the dirty half dozen are involved. I have no idea why, but I've learned to trust his hunches."Israel has pilots in their planes on.