I Had A Tasty Encounter With My Neighbor’s Dog

“You must eat, keep your strength up,” I suggested, “Replenish those pussy juices,” I leered at her, “Or shall I take my pleasure first?”
“My mother will be worried,” she suggested. “No, you sit down I’ll do it, tea for you as well Mary.” I asked. “How, why?” she asked, “Can you have children?” she asked. “There’s no need to get emotional.” I explained, “Is there?”
“I’m a woman not a bloody robot,” she said suddenly serious, “You make love to me and say its just a fuck, who are you trying to fool Mr Williams, because you don’t fool me.”
“I’ll have Perkins fuck you then.” I suggested. I had a key somewhere, I remembered, there were duplicates in the touch pad operated cupboard by the rowing machine so I found one and unlocked her leash from the hand rail. “What do you,” she said, but I took hold of the lapels of her jacket and wrenched it down her back trapping her hands behind her, “What are you doing!” she protested.