“Hey, boy,” I said, not even looking to see what gender the animal was. I bent down to try and pat the beast to make him see I was not frightened ...and was no threat.The dog did calm and I could then see he was indeed male and intact. He had a small patch of white on his under belly. He sniffed at me and then grabbed me by wrapping his paws around my waist.The bikers just watched, as I tried to get the dog to release me. All I did was to move him from my front to my rear and it was then he. I had the house to myself again. The morning turned into afternoon. It was a very nice warm summer afternoon and I decided to get some sun. I went into the bedroom and put on my two-piece swimsuit. I poured myself a glass of wine, grabbed a towel and sunscreen and headed out to the patio. I laid the towel over lounge chair and lay down just far enough that I could relax, but still sip on the wine. I finished with my glass of wine as I laid the lounge back and drifted off into an alcohol induced. You're too-- pretty and young to be motherly."She laughed in her throat, growing more certain of her prey, feeling catlike and female. "Oh, I don't know. Sometimes being a mother is a good thing-- a real good thing. You have no idea how thrilling it can be. Linda knows now, but you don't; not yet, Glenn."He sounded puzzled. "Betty, I don't know what in hell you're talking about. Linda's not pregnant, is she?"No," she answered. "What I mean is this: you don't have to eye any secretaries, Glenn.. Malcolm signalled me over and did quick introductions. The second to have me was Jeff, whose veiny cock had given me a sore throat. Doug had introduced himself in the cubicle and Harry was the hairy ding.Harry asked if the other bloke had taken up the offer to which I replied truthfully. He shook his head in amazement and disgust. “You really found a cheap faggot slut this Mal.”We all got into the van after I’d quickly stripped. Dave drove with Doug in the front. The others got in the back with.