The Simple Things. Chapter Twenty-two.
Having a two fifty pound chocolate labrador bum rush you was frightening enough, let alone for if he was going to jumping hug you. it wouldn't be the first time... nothing happened. so i took a look inside.
The Simple Things. Chapter Six.
Gold and tried to see the chocolate labrador that escaped to some unknown place on this floor.
The Simple Things. Chapter Twenty-Three.
The chocolate labrador, still laying out of his desk, whined softly pulling at the front of his open pants some more. if it was the middle of the day? i would've pushed him off with a good laugh.
The Simple Things. Chapter Fourteen.
An though i was grateful to the bull terrier for covering my furless ass, he didn't even offer to lift a finger to help carry to nearly catatonic chocolate labrador into the house.
The Simple Things. Chapter Eighteen.
And that made me nudge the chocolate labrador side, hard. and we chuckled and got back in the car. we had a moment of silence both reflecting on what had happened. it was so sudden, so quick.
The Simple Things. Chapter Thirteen.
The chocolate labrador made things look easy, as always.
The Simple Things. Chapter Seven.
My name wasn't on the door nor did it have a small plaque on the desk like the chocolate labrador did. this wasn't "mine" by any means and being alone here, now, only made that fact more apparent. "richard?"
The Simple Things. Chapter Nineteen.
It had to be after midnight when i retired with richard, the chocolate labrador already in a sleep induced stupor by the time i managed to get him to crawl into bed.
The Simple Things. Chapter Seventeen.
Richard took this as an invitation however to mount me and laze out on top of me like a skinned chocolate labrador coat. i was just thankful he wasn't, exactly, in the mood for anything more.
The Simple Things. Chapter Twelve.
I found myself with my legs up on the seat resting back against the chocolate labrador and facing out towards the open window. the breeze felt nice.
The Simple Things. Chapter Twenty-One.
The bull terrier asked looking past me and behind to the chocolate labrador whom of which had rested his chin on the top of my head.
The Simple Things. Chapter Two.
Richard was a chocolate labrador and not the four legged kind. animalians had been around since the dawn of time and this man before me was a canine-sapien.