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The Persistent Doggy 1

... to her. She was feeling uncomfortable. She could smell his breath on her face. She looked for help, but the young man had already left. The truck used to transport the dogs was blocking the two of them from everyone’s view.

“To bad they don’t have any cats here,” the man said, “I’d like to pet a little pussy right now!” The man began to grope between Elizabeth ’s legs. “I’ve been watching you. You are a hot, little, slut, aren’t you? You want it.”

“Please, don’t,” Elizabeth said, her voice shaking. The man’s hand ran up her waist to cup her breast, and his other hand slipped under her skirt. His fingers prodded her vagina through her thin panties. She felt his penis begin to harden against her thigh. Her pussy began to get wet. “Stop…,” she said weakly. Her breath began to deepen, her breasts began to heave. Her pussy began to tingle. Her body was betraying her once again.

“Why don’t you come home with me, darling,” the man said, kissing her neck and cheek and groped her breast. He took her hand and pressed it into his crotch. She pulled away, but he grabbed her wrist and began to lead her towards the van. In desperation, she shook him off and ran back to the dog’s cage, searching for help anywhere she could find it.

“Help me, doggy!” she whispered to the dog. She put her hand in the cage, trying to grab onto something. The dog met her eyes. The man reached for her again, grabbing her arm inside the cage. With a loud snarl, Rascal tried to bite him and began ...

... barking furiously. The man removed his arm and pulled away in fright.

“What’s going on back here?” the young clerk said, hearing the commotions and coming around the truck.

“That dog tried to bite me!” the man said, pointing to the growling beast.

“He did no such thing!” Elizabeth asserted. “Doggy here was only protecting me from that…, that…, CREEP! HE MOLESTED ME!”

“You’re crazy!” the man said. “She was coming on to me!” he said, trying to hide his wilting hard-on. “Fuck this, I’m leaving!” The man quickly stormed off.

“Are you OK, lady?” the clerk asked, noticing her heaving breasts and rumpled dress. “Should I call the police?”

“No, that won’t be necessary. I’m fine now.” Elizabeth said. She was shaken but strangely excited. Doggy had saved her! She had found her companion and protector!

“I’m taking Doggy home with me!” she said.

Elizabeth quickly went into the store and bought all the supplies she would need; a collar, leash, dog bowls, dog food and some dog toys. She happily filled out the paperwork and officially adopted her handsome ‘doggy’ and put him in the back seat of her car. Another scratch on the head resulted in another wet lick against her hand. Shaking her head with resignation, she wondered how she might train him not to lick so much. He was very affectionate; it was no wonder his previous owners called him ‘Rascal!’

Elizabeth and her new dog returned to her home. She let him out to explore the back yard while she put away the ...