On the way home I wanted to attack an old man and a teenage boy that lives in the neighborhood."She paused then said, "Its... its like when I went on ...that trip after the miscarriage. I want everyone I see, even two woman walking on the street looked good. You know how I feel about that but if one of them were to show up with a strapon I would feel like telling her do anything she wanted to me as long as she would use that on me."The last was said almost wailing and she sobbed afterwards, "I. "Yeah well I didn't get anywhere," I snapped, slamming my drink on the table, my frustrated dick aching. "Calm down! The night is young my friend," Dan put his hand on my arm. "Yeah. Whatever." I muttered.After we'd downed our pints we headed to the dance floor. I could still see the bunny girl up on the stage, flirting and grinding with everyone in sight, be it boy or girl. Feeling my drinks catching up with me, I excused myself and headed off to the toilet. Unusually, it was deserted. In the. There was a car parked in front of the house, and a curtain moved as he pulled up, indicating that someone was home. He grabbed a flyer and headed for the door, taking a closer look at the tarp-covered car along the way. He could see fins poking up in the back, which was promising.Seeing no doorbell, he gave a knock, and the door opened almost immediately.Damn, Justin thought, his smile growing wider. The blonde who answered the door had an eye-popping rack, and she certainly knew how to show. It tasted pretty good, too.’ I asked, ‘So, out of here I turn?’ The muscled arm in the gray shirt waved to the left as he told me how to get there. I turned slightly to Sammi and asked, ‘Would you write all that down for us? Next time we’re here I want to eat there.’ Sammi nodded. I thought maybe we had successfully diverted his attention, but the voice in my head said, ‘Nope. He wants to assert his Alpha dog status.’ Mr. Gray shirt asked no one in particular, ‘Think it’s fair that he’s hangin.