He was really in a hurry to get home because Queen was showing signs of being ready to drop another litter of puppies. If the puppies were born before... they got home, they could ride in the wagon, but that would be uncomfortable for everybody. Well, whatever will be, will be.It took them another month to get home, and the puppies had to ride in the wagon for the last two weeks. Neither Queen nor the humans were happy with the situation, but there was nothing they could do about it. There were 5. She placed her hand along side my face, she stepped closer, I'll keep an eye out for it. She smiled, Miss Burgess wasn't by any stretch of the imagination a pretty woman, she was tall, rather athletic, just short of mannish looking. She was a drinker, I caught a faint air of Alcohol but that wasn't my focus, my focus was her hand that went from the side of my face to my hip. I felt her step closer. Tyrell, she said softly, listen, this can stay between us, but I'd like you to do something. "Tell them they need to meet me at..." I gave her the coordinates of the meeting place I had with my snitch, (God, was I going to make him suffer if I had the chance!) and Mathis nodded."Yes, Mr. Nelson," Sharon answered coolly."Tell the girls I love them. Nelson, out" How sweet," Mathis grunted and looked at Einstein. "Call for the pickup. When you have them, kill all four and make sure nobody will find the bodies."I think I did something really heroic then and passed out or something because. There was a burning between my legs, one that seemed to get worse every moment that passed. His hand moved to the softness of my stomach, his finger toying at my belly button, which protruded slightly. Then his hand moved lower, to the waistband of my panties. His hand slid beneath them, down to my hairless cunny. He slid his finger over my small opening, gently massaging the soft petals of my cunny lips. Playing with myself was nothing new for me. It was a way of passing the time when I was.