She had no trouble linking to the minds of animals. It was one of her gifts.She made it clear where the boundaries he was to protect were and took him... for a short walk around the outside of the house along the covered paths and pointed out the sheds and road to him. She was back on the veranda, sitting in a chair watching the puppy learn his new home when Marty joined her. He sat beside her and handed her a fresh coffee.“The boss was after a progress report,” he informed her.She took a sip of. "Yeah, she told me that you had asked her to come along. It's fine with me, do you think you'll be able to get away to spend time with her?" "Well, yeah, I'm pretty sure I can do that. And thanks. But listen - you need to know that Shirley (his wife) won't be getting involved. She would shit a brick and cut my nuts off if she knew about this." I chuckled and told him that was fine. I added that I would cover for him with an alibi if he needed one. We spent some time discussing the project and. Stepping over to the full-length mirror beside her dresser, she looked at her reflection.Her bouffant hairstyle, emphasized by silver-blond highlights, framed her pretty face with swirling curls. Her lips, painted ruby-red, were botox-full and luscious. But not too full, just right... Still, the warm brown eyes in the mirror held a tinge of sadness as they stared back at her.Peeling her gown open, she slowly ran her hands across her flat abdomen and up to her large, pendant breasts. Stopping to. The next command was a little surprising."Stand on your toes," she said in a quiet, but commanding voice. Nina again reacted automatically, but looked over her shoulder at Gretchen. The other woman was staring intently at her butt, and her legs, which were straining a little under the tension."Clench your rear. Tighten the muscles of your ass as much as you can, so I can see how much work we've got ahead of us." And once more, Nina didn't question what she was being asked to do.Gretchen walked.