His coat was grey.The old folks told Dad thathe was a very good dog, and he loved kids. Dad had promised the younger kids a dog for a long time, so he... accepted Champ from them, and brought him home to us. It didn't take Champ long to become a part of the family. He was very freindly and soon had stolen our hearts. He became very protective of the little children.I had better explain my family a bit. My real Dad had been killed in an accident. Mom had remarried. I had three half brothers and a. . you're twenty minutes out of surgery, and we're having a philosophical discussion about free-will and self-ownership? That's mighty odd. Are you sure you're up to knowing everything? Even if it's bad?" She nodded: "Look here, Doctor... I already KNOW it's BAD - else you would have simply told me by now, and then I could say something profound like "Oh SHIT! -- but I suppose I'll live..." and then we'd get on with it. If I were going to go all hysterical on you I'd have done it immediately.. "You owe me a bloody large 'Voddie', and not the cheap muck I want a large Stolichnaya," I shouted at her over the noise as we dissolved into fits of giggles. The night wound down not long after that and everyone drifted off to their rooms.I'd just cleaned my teeth and was in a black baby-doll nightdress with matching panties, why the hell I'd brought such a sexy outfit with me I don't know, maybe it was part of the feel-good thing of going on a hen party when a hesitant knock came on my. ?He chuckled, a deep throaty laugh that made me uneasy, ?Yes I'm sure we can. Stand up and face the wall! Eyes closed at all times!? The sudden commands caught me off guard and as the pressure on my neck released, I obeyed instinctively, standing with my face to the cubicle wall, eyes closed. My cock, which was still hard for some reason, pressed against the cold tiles.?Pathetic,? I hear him mutter. He grabbed the hem of my t-shirt and pulled it up and over my head. Then he fastened it around.