" I stopped sobbing and said thanks. "That's something I really enjoy, you made me very happy." Not only was I now not sobbing, but hearing you say th...at actually made a smile flicker across my face. Then came a knock at the door."Who's that?" I asked."Probably some of the others here come over to say hello. It's a friendly sort of a place." Can you tell them to go?" I whispered weakly."We can't Stace," you said, "we have to be friendly back. And remember, I enjoy it here and like doing this.". Sampson was a common-sense seeing-eye dog with a no-nonsense attitude about licking and satisfying human female owners according to their personal needs and desires. He had developed a doggy style of humping that most human females found refreshing after the boring missionary poking of uninspiring males with a macho attitude that only considered “getting off” and with little consideration of their partner’s need to reach a satisfactory climax.The intelligent dog had not “knotted” his female. “Hope so,” Hiqua giggled. “Good job we know you aren’t really like you’re acting.”“Can’t see the attraction,” I shrugged. “Now, where do they want me?”“Through here,” Cass pointed and a doorway in the wall opened.I walked through and observed the woman lying on the bed, noting the almost scarlet flush of her abdomen where the mutagen was breaking down the lining of her blood vessels.“They have her stabilised,” Cass noted. “Up to you now, Dave.”“Salutations, young lady,” I greeted. "No. I'm serious," he said, "I'm half way to falling in love with you, and I would like to take home a memory of you as an English lady, not just as a concubine I could use in any way I wished. If that means you want to go back to your room now, that is your choice. I will see to it that you are not punished for that," he said.Seeing that he meant it, she took him by the hand and led him over to the sofa."Well, I will tell you then, as an English lady perhaps should not, that I am glad to be.