”“I will. God, I really missed this place.”“This place, or me?”Claire gave me a playful look. That girl sure knows how to make me smile. It�...��s great having someone else in the house to talk to besides our lazy golden retriever, Ace. He doesn’t hold a conversation well. That being said, she talks a lot. Like, a lot. She gets it from her mother. But that’s my angel so it’s fine. I was happy when she said she was going out shopping today. That meant I could watch sports in peace. It’s the little. There they stopped and just stood there, staring at me. I stared back at them. Our eyes met and I instantly felt a deep connection to them. It was the type of connection only a human and an animal can share. The type of connection that makes dogsor canines in generalmans best friend. The type of connection that made me forget about everything else but those two coyotes. As we stood there, staring at each other, my mind started to wander and I soon found myself wondering what would happen if I. With 3 minutes to spare I reach open the door to her apartment, relieved that I made it on time. As usual, I remove all my clothes, put on my heels and my collar. I put the leash in my mouth and crawl towards the living room, my tits hanging down, wiggling my ass. I push the door open. I hear voices. Mistress is not alone? I am confused, don't know what to do; this has never happened before. "Come in, pet, meet my friends," Mistress. Besides, " I continued, "I already have a large butt plug at home. Today however, I'm here to see what time you will be available for dinner with me tonight? That is, if you're interested and not married? I didn't see a ring on your finger." No, I'm not married, " Brett answered. "Dinner sounds wonderful, " Brett replied surprised at the invitation."Good, the time then?" I demanded using a firm tone."Nine, yes, nine will be fine. We close at nine. I have to close the store tonight at nine, ".