Suddenly, he hears the front door open. He also hears giggling. It is Tinsel and she isn’t alone. He doesn’t want to be caught in her room, yet he... doesn’t have time to get out through the hallway to his room in time wither. Frantic, Scott opens the sliding closet door, steps inside and shuts it behind him. As he turns around in the cramped closet he can see into the room through the slats in the door. He quickly notices too, that he had neglected to drop Tinsel’s panties.The man tries to be. But something in the back of her mind did keep coming up. On the day of the attack, she had gone home to change out of her spoiled clothes, and she noticed a wet patch on her panties when she took them off. At the time she brushed it off as anything else, maybe it was sweat, or that she wet herself from the shock, but deep down she knew. When the dog was pinning her down, licking her, humping her, she could feel something heavy brewing in her. Lust. God, how she wanted it to be untrue, how. We had an early dinner and she went to get ready. She came out in a top, skirt and heels. She made sure I knew she wasn’t wearing knickers. I might not have been ready but she certainly was.Right on 8pm the doorbell went. Although expecting it we both jumped. I got up and opened the door. Expecting to see Vern I was surprised to see Angela. “Hi Trent. Vern got called away so I am filling in. This is Goldie” she said. Goldie turned out to be a Golden Labrador. “Come in” I said and we walked into. "We'll still have some fun." See that switch over there? Flip it off." she continued. I did and the room became pitch black. "Great, now I can't see," I bitched again. Suddenly I was struck in the face by some sort of cloth. I soon realized it to be her bikini bottoms, followed quickly by her top. I quickly began to strip naked as well, and I followed her into the pool. I was beginning to realize that this may be the day I had long desired for. She splashed her way over to me and jumped into my.