I wasn’t working there long before I desired my own dog. At the age of 29 that wasn’t all I was desiring; I hadn’t dated in years and I really... didn’t want to. I felt like even if I found the right guy, he would be kind of a bother. I just needed a loyal mate that wouldn’t want kids. That when I thought of the perfect solution, a mate that couldn’t get me pregnant, a dog, my own custom mate! It took me the better part of the next year to design him on my spare time. I worked for four hours. He tasted of salt, smelled faintly of musk and leather. He worked back and forth and she sucked avidly at him, running her tongue from tip to base as he dragged his cock in and out of her mouth. He stilled for a moment and tapped her cheek with his fingers. Then he tilted her head upward, his cock nearly sliding free of her lips. His gaze warned her as did his hand against her jaw. She relaxed immediately and let him take over. Let him use her mouth as he wished in the manner he wanted. She was. ”“I’m really sorry I barked at your bodyguard when he tried to warn us about that water.”“I’ll tell him.”“You do that. And tell him that any time he thinks there’s danger, I’ll stop the trial and entertain his thoughts.”“That’s very kind of you, Your Honor,” she said.“Those mother ... er, people ... came into my courtroom and tried to commit a murder. If I had them in my courtroom right now I’d sentence them to summary execution.”“Are you going to have to recuse yourself from the trial?”“Only. The following morning when the alcohol had worked its self off she was a little more pleasant and asked me to call in sick as she intended to do so that we could talk things through, I started into my pre arranged apology for the way that I had been treating her and told her that I accepted that it had been my fault and that I wanted to forgive her and put it all behind us, she was quiet throughout all that I said and after I finished she leaned forward kissed me and told me that she loved me.