Her Four Legged LoversChapter 2
Tammy stood impatiently on the corner, glancing at the clock across the street in front of the drug store. It was almost nine- forty-five and Bill Anderson wasn't there. She was horrified he wouldn't show and that all he had really wanted was that blow-job. She frowned, wishing she had let him fuck her. He might have remembered their date. She paced in front of the library, figuring he was mad because she refused him and now he wasn't going to show up. "Damn!" she muttered under her...