Being dressed, Marsha clipped the leash back on and led me back to her car. I started to get in the passenger door but she stopped me and had me get i... the back. I climbed in and settled down to regain my senses as she pulled out into the road to start our journey back home. A number of times I tried to speak to her but she ignored me and I was left to contemplate my new status. The trip home seemed to take forever but we finally arrived. Marsha got out of the car and told me to undress. I. ‘Something wrong, Ma’am? Can I help?’ ‘My other bag isn’t here,’ Lisa said, trying to snuffle up her tears. Feeling embarrassed that she was crying about something as minor as a missing bag. There was a good reason for that, though. However, it was nothing she could tell this good-looking, muscular young man standing beside her in a Santa hat tilted at a jaunty angle. Everything about him exuded good humor—and something more than that, sexiness, she realized—but she was in anything but a good. More

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