I waited a couple minutes after knocking and then was making my way back to my car to call them and I heard the door lock release. I turned and a smil...ing older man, I’d estimate him being in his late 70's or early 80’s greeted me saying sorry it takes him a while to get to the door. I said no worries and I have an envelope with donations, he said he was expecting me and come on in, he had a mask on and so did I, I walked in and relocked the door. I followed him down a hall to the accounting. He said he knew something that might help if I would let him touch my stomach. I felt a little butterfly in there at the thought, but I felt so uncomfortable, so icky, that I'd agree to almost anything to get some relief.He went to the bathroom and got a towel, the heating pad and a pillow from my room. He made me lay down on the carpet on my side, with my knees pulled up. Then he put the pillow under my head and had me hug it. He knelt down at my lower back and got the sandalwood oil again,. His dark eyes glimmered up at me as he swallowed my urine. I was beginning to find it more pleasurable than any sex I had ever had and more intimate too. He kissed and licked me clean afterward.He helped me under the covers and turned the light off. He climbed into bed with me and pulled me into his arms, spooning me. A protective hand cupped my pussy.“May I stroke you for a while? Until sleep comes?”“Of course,” I answered opening my legs for him.I drifted to sleep during the gentlest and most. And he realized that today wasn’t going to be the day when someone first said ‘no’ to Ginger either. They took their time examining Gabe, and what Archie saw got his blood boiling. There were scratches, tears in his skin where blood had dried. Clumps of fur looked like they’d been torn off his chest and belly, and Gabe flinched whenever anyone tried to touch his tail. Ginger was right, more than anything else, Gabe needed love. ‘Okay, Ginger. I’ll take Gabe home on two conditions. One, you.