There; I’ve said it.You see, to be honest dear reader, I’d already developed a taste for dogs when I was around fifteen; before Dan came to stay.I... was the only child of a working mother; living way out in the suburbs. There were no amusements and by the time I was fourteen, so mother had finally given-in to my pestering for a dog.I remember the bright sunny day we drove out to some dog kennels where unwanted dogs could be paired up with a new owner.We were shown round the place by old Ken. But we are leaving on an outing tomorrow morning ... if we don't pack anything, it will look suspicious. I know we plan to stay naked the whole time but pack some extra clothes, anyway, just for show. And don't forget your toothbrushes and stuff. We'll pack our sleeping bags tomorrow morning, just before leaving. While you're doing that, I'll go 'ask' Jennifer for permission to go on the outing; this will allow us to go get some supplies from Cookie for the trip. The whole idea is to keep a low. He has a sharp jawline, but a gentle chin, with piercing green eyes and a loving gaze upon him, as if the whole world was to be loved. He walked around with his hands in his pockets, laughing and mocking me for my loss until we reached the station.'That was ridiciolus, by the way.' Olivia snarled, hitting him on the back. 'Dan, if you ever pull shit like that again, I'll knock you out myself!' She chuckled. She'd been a close second to me, right up until the end. It was good to be with Olivia. When he left I laughed at my naiveté. Still, I could see the huge argument I would have had with Lynn. Shit, the way I felt now I would have made her climb up to the upper bunk. That would have pissed her off. I laughed to myself at the image of her generous butt as she climbed up the short ladder.I pushed the bunk back up — I could see it was a head-banging hazard — and I put my clothes away and took a shower. After I was all spiffed up, I headed for the Captain's reception. There were free.