I ducked around the corner to get out of sight and was surprised to see that the d****s on the sliding door on the beach side were wide open. I steppe...d into the shadows to watch from my new front-row seat. The first guy and my wife didn't stop screwing when the couple opened the door. The wife said she didn't like what was going on in their room and her husband told her to go back down to the diner ("In case it gets ugly," he said) and he would get rid of the screwing couple.The wife was barely. "Can we at least talk about that?" Wilson asked."So talk, you have a captive audience," I replied."Well, if I were you I wouldn't move the equipment from County Seat. I would just buy new stuff. There have been all kinds of new computerized devices. There are laser engravers now. The ones I have seen make tags for dog collars but I'm sure they can be adapted to do design work. It won't be cheap but you can afford it easily." he said."What are you calling easily afford it," I said."I haven't. She couldn't believe the sensation she was having right now.It was different getting screwed by a dog. All those lumps that funny, slick pointed feeling of doggie meat pressing against her clinging cunt-walls, it was all so foreign to her. She closed her eyes tightly so her cries died into muffled moans and whimpers. Maybe it would all go away. No, that was crazy. She knew where she was. It wasn't a dream. She was kneeling on the floor with a Doberman wrapped around her. Its cock was stuffed in. At the new bitches place. Things got rough and I'm going to need your help sooner than planned. Get round here now Roger and bring Jamal. You'll need to get the full gear - and don't forget the serum. This is going to be a long job, so make it two vials, it's in the fridge. See you in twenty."I opened my eyes. I must have been carried upstairs to our bedroom as the soft pink carpet filled my vision.The pain in my head was ferocious. Darius was lying on our bed, talking on his cell phone, a.