“I’m torn Rose,” he said looking frustrated. “If I make you stay, you’ll resent me for it. If you go and do this with him, I’ll resent you... for it. Which is the lesser of the evils?”The dog girl didn’t respond, looking down at the floor instead of meeting his eyes.“This time I think I’m going to leave this to fate and hope things turn out for the best. If you feel you need to go, then go.”His last word made the woman flinch as if struck, even so, she turned around and walked out the door.. , NE, and 3rd St., SE, a few blocks north of the new Yards Park on the Anacostia River. During the weekend, I happened to see pictures on about kids playing in the water fountains in Yards Park and reminded me that I could seek cool relief not easily found anywhere in the city. Dozens of kids (and grownups) were cavorting in the playful fountains near the main entrance of the park. Others drenched themselves in the waterfall that fed the basin below. As I sat at my desk at work and thought. "I tried to get free but they had me on the floor in no time with Margaretsitting on my stomach whilst the other girls grabbed an arm each andhandcuffed me. Whilst this was going on Barbara had cut off my boxershorts and they then took me to the shower where they rubbed a smellycream on me and then they uncuffed me and as I showered I somehow lost allmy body hair. I felt really naked, not only was I standing there withoutany clothes on but I somehow felt even more nude without any body. Botched Job sat before Grox on his knees, his legs resting under those of his partner, facing the other side, with Grox still laying on his back. Botched Job held both his hands behind him and Grox grabbed them with one hand as one would pull on the reins of a horse. The perspective made him grunt of pleasure and again Grox drilled his big dick deep inside Botched Job’s ass. It felt fantastic to be torn apart like this with every push of his lover’s hips. Grox free hand started to gently.