” She asked. “Or are you here all by your self.”“I’m Here, “Sheila.” Mistress said as she was walking up the steps.“Well come in, “ ...my husband is eager to meet you.” Sheila said. “Hunny, “are guest have arrived. “Come in.” She motioned.Mistress put her hand on my back and pushed me forward into the house. Sheila closed the door and we then followed her in to the living room. She introduced her husband who took the dessert from Mistress. He was and average looking guy maybe taller than normal.. Point of fact, he hadn’t heard anything she’d said after ‘I’m really looking forward to seeing you again.’ But when he noticed she’d stopped talking, he realized she’d asked him a question. ‘Gabe? Gabe who? … Oh! Gabe! He’s doing good. Really responding to having a home to protect. I think he’s going to be just fine.’ ‘That’s great to hear, because … do you think he’d like a playmate? We just got an abused female beagle puppy in here, and I was wondering if I could bring her by this weekend to. Well, who am I to disagree with my Mistress...Anyway, the world isn't perfect and even that moment of perfection in this kitchen on this particular Friday afternoon came to a somewhat abrupt end when I was moaning and crying and pushing the table with Bella on it across the floor as an orgasm rushed through my body. One other thing was perfect too, though. Mistress's timing.I was still riding the waves of pleasure and lust as she appeared in the doorway, her eyes darting from me to Bella who. Amy was careful enough to not smoke inside the house where the fumes might linger in the carpet and furniture, easily tipping of her brother, or worse her parents. Taking a second long drag, Amy filled up her lungs with the cool vapor for a second time, holding for as long as she could before releasing another stream of white smoke out the window. Closing the window, Amy placed the vape pen down on her desk and walked over to her beauty cabinet, where she withdrew a small bottle of jet-black.