Doggy Tales part 1

I had the day off school. Wow. A whole day to myself. I had faked a sickie and stayed in bed until the coast was clear. I knew mum was on to me but I had really good grades so she wasn’t too worried and all was great. I am a bit of a loner. Mainly I liked to tinker around in the shed and make things. The shed was big enough to have a workbench and a bit of a lounge area with an old couch and a bit of old carpet as well as being full of all the other stuff you usually find stored in a shed. And my bike of course. My own personal little retreat. I got myself a bowl of cornflakes and went out the back door to sit in the sun, eat breakfast and plan the day.

As soon as I sat down I heard Rex, the back neighbours dog whining and scratching at the doggy door in the back

Hi, I’m Judy for the sake of sex stories post, and I thought that…If they’re popular enough, writing down my thoughts, adventures and fantasies might be a great way to express all of those little things I’ve done, wanted to do or simply thought about doing.

Over the course of 18 years, I’d managed to accumulate a number of words that people would use to describe me – precocious, inquisitive, forceful…Reliable, even confrontational – yet it wasn’t until my dad had brought Lister home that I’d even considered a word that had so many negative connotations to it – different, or even deviant. My dad at some point had decided that it would be good for me to learn a little responsibility, and so had decided that it would be a good idea to get a pet that would be dependent on me. A puppy would