Inspiration drove Bobby Russel. He was twenty one and work as a delevery driver for a furniture store. Now Bobby sat outside Brenda Poole's house.
She was twenty three and had a little one bedroom house in sleepy Simi Valley. Brenda lived alone except for her big white shepherd.
Bobby has a problem, he fixates on Brenda. Bobby watches her when she goes shopping at the mall, even follows her when she vists friends or goes to the theater.
Bobby isn't in love with Brenda, He craves her. But Bobby thought Brenda had the problem. She was always with her dog. A big white German Shepherd.
She spent way to much time with the that dog, Bobby thought,too much attention for
the dog if you know what he meant.
Today Bobby was going to change all that. When he learned there was a delevery for
her he arranged so he would make it. And the box was too big for her to lift so he would be needed to carry it inside. She'll be alone with him!
The He'd show her why she'd like him better than that white dog.
"Your here at last!" Brenda meet Bobby at the door. She hurried ahead to show him the way. "Please could you take
it to the bedroom"
The bedroom! Perfect, thought Bobby and followed Brenda. He could see the German Shepherd lying in the living room watching him. Bobby could hear a low growl from the dog.
"Right here." Brenda said. Bobby entered the bedroom and sat the box down. As if the dog suspected something he stood up and started to walk toward the bedroom. Bobby knocked the door shut.
He pushed Brenda back toward the bed. Bobby pulled his shorts down to his ankles. He was ready for her.
Bang! Bobby heard the dog crash into the door then begin scratching furiously.
Bobby laughs, "Now I'll show you'll want me instead of that dog!"
But Bobby now heard a new noise. The dog was playing with the door knob! Bobby looked behind him, he could see the knob turn.
No! The door opened and the dog was flying across the room. The dog slamed Bobby down, smashing Bobby's face into the rug. Brenda got off the bed and opened the door preparing to leave. The dog was very strong.
Straddling Bobby from behind, locking his front legs around Bobby's chest and used leverage to force Bobby onto his knees. The white dog growled in his ear warning him not to fight. Then Bobby felt the dog penetrating him.
Before Brenda left and closed the door she said. "The dog? Me and him? You gotta be kidding. He doesn't even like girls.
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