Ginny had just turned eighteen, and like most of the girls around her age she was starting to feel more like a teenager and less like a kid. A few days ago she’d been in the middle of printing an article she needed to do her stupid history homework, and her laptop had completely died. She knew the dogs mounted each other all the time outside, she’d seen them doing it, he’d know what to do…she hoped. Ginny was actually the only one home that afternoon, and she would be for the rest of the night too. She’d never actually had sex, but watching the animals on top of these women using them like they were animals too…she really like it. She’d set up some treats to coax him into the house, she didn’t want to get caught out in the yard doing this. She couldn’t put it off anymore, because she’d kind of already put it off for a while now.
