Maureen’s best friend and pet was a mastiff, which eagerly responded to her every command. I was amazed at the tricks he could perform (like climbing a ladder, turning somersaults in midair and even dancing). I have to admit it frightened me a bit as it stood on its hind legs to dance with me its head towered above mine. After an hour or so of playing with the dog we adjourned to the dining room where the family played a several hands of gin rummy and spoke animatedly about the weekend ahead.
The time finally came for bed and Maureen and I adjourned to her room. I assumed Maureen to be gay but soon found that not to be the case. We glanced at each other as we prepared for bed and I could see Maureen was well endowed for a girl her age. As I was pulling on my nightgown Maureen’s naked form stepped up to me and gathered me and gathered me in her strong arms and bent her head down to mine to kiss me. I embraced her, ardently returning her kiss. A relieved sigh escaped her chest as our lips parted and than a gasp as my knowing fingers parte... Les hele novellen
