"It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you," he tells her, as he presses his forehead to hers. "I'm not going to hurt you," he repeats as he begins to kiss... her.Emily doesn't struggle but resumes crying. Slowly working his tongue and lips, Russell reaches in with his hand and cups the girl's hairless mound. Emily jerks and tries to say something and then jerks again, with renewed vigor, when Russell's index finger finds her slit and begins rubbing it. Lips still locked, Russell rotates his fingers. It was almost like she wanted to make sure I kept it there."I wish they were bigger for you, like Karen's are." You shouldn't worry, your's are just as nice." I had to be careful of how I phrased things because Karen and Denise were friends too."This is all Karen said you two did. Or was she lying to me?" I don't talk about things like that, Denise. You should only go as far as you want to. Don't worry about what Karen let me do." She did lie, didn't she? I knew it!" I never said that. I told. With a hand on his shoulder to help keep my balance, I stood up on tiptoes, turned my head slightly, and brushed his cheek with my lips. I was aiming for his mouth, but feigning towards his ear; that way, ifhe said anything, I could always claim I was trying to whisper something. But, if I shocked him, he didn't show it; with one hand on my waist (and the other still clutching his beer), he pulled me close again and this time our mouths did meet, as tongues entwined and he was holding me so. A second later it was joined by two other dogs. They were smaller in stature but still hounds. They too voiced their displeasure.That is when Tok made her presence know. The wolf-dog pushed past me growling with indignation that someone dared to challenge us. The presence of the wolf-dog set both humans and animals off. The women shrieked with fear and the dogs started snapping and barking even louder. Tok took that as an invitation to go at it with the hounds.The fight did not take very long..