And on a few occasions he had nuzzled her crotch after all that walking he thought it might be appropriate. She always pushed him away. Blake always p...ulled him away as soon as she said stop but he never said a thing to stop him .Once a few weeks ago she had on a pair of fairly snug short shorts. And the dog had managed to lick her cunt as she lay on the grass after a particularly long walk. She snapped her legs together immediately but she still remembered the way the dogs tongue had managed to. Dakota was pleased when I told her how beautiful she looked. She told me that I cleaned up well also. I was proud to have her on my arm as we strolled into the civic center.Dakota enjoyed the ballet immensely, while I sat through it, pretending it wasn’t boring me into oblivion. I admired the athleticism of the dancers, but all the rest was lost on me. ‘Pearls before swine’, I guess.During intermission, we joined the milling throng in the lobby. We were leaning against the wall, people-watching. I had to take a walk to clear my head so I got dressed and went out. Something funny happened I was getting flash backs of being naked in London as I took my stroll. I got the same feeling I had of fear and panic back in the pub but there was also feeling of excitement. I noticed the bracelet glowing as I was thinking about it which I thought was weird. When I got home the boys were playing their video games. So I went to the kitchen and started making dinner. I could not get this nudity thing. “Sometimes I think they try to hard to be cool.” Christie turned her head. Next to her sat a man in a suit. The jacket laid across the back of the chair with the tie. The liquid in his glass was amber. Whiskey or Scotch, maybe? He turned his head towards her and spoke again. “I mean we all know fundamentally what drinking and pulsing music can lead too.” Christie watched as he turned to his drink and tilted the drink to his lips. He sat the drink on the bar and licked his lips. Christie.