Perfect timing.The three skateboarders, and the high school kid, along with Jim and myself, all descended on the ice cream truck. Jim ordered a small ...popsicle and I did the same, right after the high school kid. I didn’t have any money, so Jim offered to pay for me. I was very acutely aware that the three college dudes were right behind me, taking in a view of my ass, probably salivating. I peeled the paper wrapper off my pop-sickle and stuck it in my mouth. I turned and faced the three guys. Natalie was gone! Her blazing smile, her blue eyes so full of life, her hard/soft body against mine -- all gone forever. George, my oldest friend, my best buddy, was gone.Sunshine and George joined us, embracing us all and giving each a fierce spirit-hug.Sunshine wrapped herself around and through me. "Bob, I'm still here. You know I'll always be here for you, my Sorcerer."George: "I'm still here. Sherry, hang in there."Grief and loss. "Sunshine, I feel guilty. I feel I could have done. I opened the curtain and saw that it was the butler."Master, come out here! Quickly, please. It's urgent!"I threw on a pair of boxers and stepped outside, still moist from the steamy shower. It didn't take long for me to feel like a compete idiot for taking a shower at such a crucial moment in the first place. As I emerged from the shower's compartment I saw a woman holding Angela in a headlock from behind. I could barely close my mouth from the shock. The fugitive was a female, and she. Even as a dog, I have failed. I am unable to clean myself withmy tongue as a proper dog could easily do.Five hours caged as a bad bitch dog.Five hours to contemplate how I have, selfishly, caused pain and sorrowto my Mistress. Oh, how could I have done such a thing! For the fleetingthrill (Oh My God, it was wonderful!) of Fire and Ice lipsticksensuously coating my unworthy lips, I have committed the mortal sin ofcausing my Mistress to be disappointed in her Sissy.Five hours locked up as a.