Tails N Scales

Holiday Howlz: Tails and Scales Tuesday Richards All rights reserved.

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Holiday Howlz: Tails and Scales Tuesday Richards Going on vacation during the holidays is stressful enough, but to going spend Christmas with your girlfriend’s family -- whom you’ve never met -- could have a person committed. Bryce has a surprise planned for Dolly, but wanting to keep tradition, he must leave Barkus, Kansas, and head to New Orleans to meet Dolly’s family. Will Bryce survive the trip? Dolly is nervous, and rightfully so. She’s taking her cute and cuddly boyfriend to meet her family of gator shifters. Can she keep her boyfriend from falling prey to her carnivorous family? What is a prairie dawg to do when a family of gator shifters asks him to dinner?

Chapter One Midnight flew down the highway as if she was brand new and off the assembly line. When, in fact, she was a fully restored -- twice -- 1965 chopped-out panhead Harley Davidson, black metallic paint and chrome… well, everything else. Dolly, being motorcycle stupid, usually just smiled when Bryce and BD were jabbering on about it. A small Prairie Dawg… err… dog… sat -- or bounced excitedly -- around in her backpack. BD had shifted and came along for the ride because somebody needed to take Midnight back to Barkus, Kansas. Arriving at the airport, Bryce parked, BD jumped out of Dolly’s backpack faster than a joey finally free of its mother’s pouch, and all she wanted to do was pick the bugs out of her teeth. Will I ever get used to riding this thing? She opened the saddlebag and removed her purse and the animal carrier. Bryce unstrapped the suitcase from the back of the bike, letting it bounce off the pavement. BD pulled his clothes out of Dolly’s bag after he shifted back to human, and dressed quickly. “All right, kids, I’m outta here. Try not to behave.” He was on the bike, peeling out the tires before either Bryce or Dolly could say anything. Strong hands slid around Dolly’s waist and drew her into a rock-solid chest. “So tell me again why I’m the one going into the cargo hold of the plane in a Pet Taxi.” She sighed, laying her head against his shoulder. “We’ve been through this, Bryce. One, they’re not going to allow an alligator into the cargo hold. They’d be afraid I would eat the other pets. Two, we couldn’t afford two tickets, and three, it was your idea to begin with.” She kissed his stubbled chin, pushing away from him. “Now, suck it up, big man, and get in the carrier.”

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Bryce shifted without further argument. She scooped him up and placed him gently inside the carrier, closing the lid before he could think about escaping. Meeting her parents, traveling at Christmas, and in a pet carrier to boot, would drive any man to run for the hills and hide till New Year’s Day. Dolly folded his clothes neatly, placing them in her backpack, and pulled it over her shoulders, picked up the carrier and began the walk to the ticket counter. The woman behind the counter stared at the furry critter in the carrier and smiled. “At least you’re not going to the West Coast. I heard those states would confiscate a wild animal, have them spayed or neutered and then send them to a rescue facility without ever telling the owner.” Bryce chirped nervously from the carrier, moving as far to the back as he could go. “Then I guess New Orleans is the best place for us, considering I don’t want him neutered.” Dolly watched them put the tag on the carrier. Kissing her finger, she placed it to the door. “I’ll see you in a couple of hours.”

*** The plane ride was nothing special. It took off, it flew, it landed, and Dolly got a bag of peanuts for her trouble. She waited anxiously at baggage claim for the suitcase and Bryce. No one on the plane’s staff could tell her how he was doing in the belly of the aircraft, and she slowly became more worried about him as the two-hour flight from Kansas to Louisiana seemed to drag on forever. The black suitcase slowly came around the conveyer belt of baggage claim. Dolly quickly snagged it and set it down next to her. She waited with growing anxiety and fear when the bags started to dwindle away to where there was nothing left. The conveyer belt stopped and the flight information changed. Yanking up the suitcase, she ran to the lost baggage counter. Shaking uncontrollably, Dolly tried to catch her breath. “I’m… I mean… My boy… pet… didn’t come off the plane,” she finally blurted out as she dropped the heavy bag at her feet.

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“Okay, ma’am, please calm down and tell me what flight you were on.” The woman who was wearing too much makeup seemed bored, as if she dealt with hysterical passengers all day. “Flight 2830 from Kansas City, Kansas.” The woman’s fingers ran smoothly over the keys. Her forehead crinkled at the screen. “That flight was loaded with baggage and refueled. It’s on the runway now, on its way to California.” Dolly’s heart was going to come out of her chest and beat bloody smears all over the counter. “It can’t! You have to stop it. My pet is on that plane! Why was he not taken off with the other animals?” “Please calm down, ma’am. One question at a time.” The woman glanced up at her, reaching for the phone. “Allow me to call flight control and see if I can stop the flight.” She hit a few quick buttons and cradled the phone between cheek and shoulder. “Yes, I need to see if I can momentarily stop Flight 2830 to San Diego. There is an animal in cargo that was supposed to unload here.” Her pause worried Dolly. She hung up the phone a moment later and sighed. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but that plane just left the runway. It will be rerouted from California and be back here in eight hours.”

*** It was stuffy, but only because it was crowded. Bryce couldn’t believe how many animals were in cargo. Dogs, cats -- annoying -- raccoons, and weird as it seemed, there was even an aardvark. Bryce couldn’t complain too much because the woman tending them was nice. Her name was Trixie, and she was particularly smitten with him. She fed Bryce little bits of peanuts and assured him that nothing would happen to him while in California, and he would get back to his owner before he knew it. The flight to California wasn’t bad, but Bryce was worried that Trixie wouldn’t be able to keep him from those that wanted to remove the family jewels. He chirped nervously every time someone other than his beloved animal lover came down to check on them. Bryce was worried about the state of mind that Dolly was in, certain she was

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freaking out and pacing the airport, drinking more coffee than the Starbean could produce in a twenty-four hour period. Bryce could feel the landing gears engage by the vibrations under the cages. Trixie came into the cargo hold and picked up his carrier, weaving her way through the other cages to get to a curtained area in the back of the plane. She moved the curtain to the side, revealing a shelf. Placing his carrier carefully on the shelf, she said, “You’ll be safe here, they won’t look for you.” The only thing he could do in this form was to chirp at her and hope she got the meaning. “You’re welcome, little one. I want you to get back to your family.” Trixie closed the curtain and left Bryce in the dark. It didn’t take too long for the plane to land and park at the gate. Bryce could hear the animal handlers taking the cages from the hold and placing them on the conveyer belt. Once the animals that were getting off here were unloaded and the ones that were coming to join them were on, the door closed, and all went dark and quiet again. Bryce had no sense of time really, and couldn’t tell how long it was before the door closed and the plane taxied away from the gate. It didn’t seem to be too long before the plane lifted off the runway. The curtain moved slightly, and Bryce assumed it was just a breeze going through the cargo hold from the AC unit that kept the space cool, but then Trixie’s lovely face was in front of his cage. He sighed with relief. “Hey, little buddy, here’s some water for you.” She attached the small animal bottle to the door of the cage and he drank vigorously. “I also managed to swipe you some bacon. I hope you like bacon.” Holding the bacon, she put her fingers through the bars, and Bryce crept to the front -he didn’t want to startle her -- and gently took the meat from her fingers. She grinned and stroked the tip of his nose. “Won’t be long now and you’ll be back with whoever is waiting for you.”

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Dolly was crazy on caffeine, her manicure ruined, and her nerves shot. After she’d checked the arrival board for the fortieth time in twenty minutes, it finally read that the flight Bryce was on was arriving. She turned on her heels and ran for the gate it indicated, pushing people aside and fighting with the suitcase the entire way. She made it to the gate just in time to hear which baggage claim had been assigned to the flight, and ran there as fast as her feet would carry her. As she paced in front of the carousel of baggage, Dolly’s stomach was in knots. She hadn’t been this worried in her entire life. “Excuse me, are you Dolly Madison?” a soft feminine voice asked from behind her. Dolly turned and saw a petite, round-faced woman. She had a pixie hairdo and a sweet smile. “Yes,” was all Dolly could say around her nerves. “My name is Trixie and I believe this little guy has been waiting to get back to you.” She held up the carrier, and Bryce chirped madly. “Oh, my God! Bryce, thank God.” Dolly glanced up with tears streaming down her cheeks. “Thank you so much.” Dolly couldn’t get her hands on the carrier fast enough. Trixie handed over the animal with a smile. “He was a very sweet traveler, much better than most domestic animals. You’re very lucky to have a little man like him. Good luck with the rest of your trip.” She turned on her heels and strolled out of the airport. “Come on, handsome, let’s get to my parents’ house. I’m sure you’re tired of being in this cage.” She left the airport and hailed a taxi.

*** They arrived at Dolly’s parents’ house with everybody waiting on the front porch for them. She got out of the taxi with the carrier in hand, and grabbed the suitcase the taxi driver had set on the sidewalk. “Dolly, my dear, what took so long?” her mother asked as her father, William, took the suitcase and they all went into the house.

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“Sorry, Mom, Bryce ended up taking a side trip to California.” She followed her mother through the house to the back porch. “Well, when will he be joining us? We were just about to have tea on the porch.” “Mother, Father.” Dolly looked at the rest of the family and set the carrier on the porch. “This is Bryce.” She opened the carrier and Bryce walked out onto the porch and stretched his legs. Before anybody knew what was happening, Dolly’s brother Billy shifted to gator and clamped his jaws around Bryce.

Chapter Two “Billy! No!” Dolly screamed and leaped off the porch after her cold-blooded brother. The snorts escaping through his nose were snickering. “Billy, spit him out right now! He’s not an appetizer!” The hysterical laughter resonating from the porch only led to her blood pressure rising. Between the issues at the airport, her brother eating the man… err… prairie dog she loved, and her idiot family on the floor laughing at her, she would need a “hug me” jacket by the end of the week. Billy came to a log and had to move around it, which slowed him up enough for Dolly to leap over the log onto his back. Remembering the rodeo when she was a child, she held on with knees and hugged his body tightly while smacking the gator in the nose. “Hey, Billy, how about a little hide and seek?” Dolly covered his eyes, and he swerved a bit and slowed down. When his nose bumped a tree, he stopped and opened his mouth. She jumped off his back and scooped up a dripping and highly upset Bryce. He chirped frantically, pushing as close as he could to her chest. Without saying a word to anybody, Dolly took Bryce inside and upstairs to their room.

*** Dolly set Bryce on the bed and he jumped to the floor and shifted. His naked body sent heat waves through her loins. Despite being slimy and smelling bad, he was still the sexiest creature ever created. “Yuck! I need a shower!” Bryce turned and headed to the bathroom. A second later, she heard the water turn on. The thought of him naked, glistening with water as it cascaded down his muscled torso, soap bubbles mingling in the crevices of his abs, had her insides igniting into a flame of lust. She shed her clothes while making her way to the bathroom, and didn’t even trip over her jeans.

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Bryce stood under the stream of water, his eyes closed, shampoo gliding down his torso, trailing seductively over and around his luscious semi-hard cock. His twentytwo-inch – they’d measured -- biceps flexed as he rinsed shampoo out of his short brown hair. He was built like a Greek god, and she couldn’t get over how muscular he was. She had never seen that much muscle in the bayou and every inch of that body belonged to her. His full lips were pressed together to keep the soap out of his mouth -- those lips were perfect. Her nipples peaked in anticipation of those lips taking them hostage and suckling gently. His cock was long and thick. Licking her lips, she yearned to taste its salty sweetness and feel the helmet-shaped head glide between her lips, slide over her tongue, and bump the back of her throat. She wanted to cup his balls as they tightened and rose. Fire raced through her body as she pictured his shaft filling her completely, sending her to the edge of orgasmic insanity -- to be just pushed over by him pulling her hair or nipping her neck. To have those work-roughened hands moving over her body, exploring curves, and stroking the little spots that turned her on faster than a light switch. “That’s the hottest thing I think I’ve ever seen.” His voice brought her back to reality. Her hand, slick with her own juice, moved slowly between her legs. Two fingers of her other hand worked her aching nipples with a slowness that had her panting. His piercing blue eyes looked her up and down. “Please don’t stop on my account.” His cock was hard and inviting. Dolly put a cream-covered finger into her mouth and pulled it back out slowly. Bryce’s eyes clouded over with lust, and he moaned softly. “Join me?” His voice was deep and controlled but his eyes begged her to step into the shower. “I would love to, but we need to keep it quiet so my parents don’t hear us.” She had always been self-conscious about her family and her boyfriends, which was why she never brought any home.

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“Your brother tried to eat me, so I’m not worried about what they think.” Bryce stepped forward and gazed down at her. He laced their fingers and held her hostage with his eyes, pulling her into the shower. “I want them to know that a prairie dog can be a perfect mate for their baby gator.” She couldn’t help but believe him about the perfect mate. Every word he said was filled with more love than she had ever felt before. His hand slid up her arm slowly, resting lightly on her shoulder. “I would sit in your brother’s mouth every night at dinner as long as I could look at you from across the table.” His arm looped around her waist, pulling her to his solid chest. “Bryce, I…” She had an argument -- at least she thought she had one. “It’s just not the proper thing to do in a Southern family’s home.” His lips pulled together in a crooked smile, and then he leaned forward until they were an inch away from hers. His breath smelled of bacon and peanuts, not unpleasant but not the minty fresh she was used to. “I’m not from the South, nor do I care to practice their prudish ways.” He pressed his lips to hers, and his tongue slipped between her lips, exploring. His dick hardened further against her belly. The heat in her body rose to scorching levels and Dolly thought she would melt right there in the tub. She moaned into his mouth, loving the feel of his heated hard-on against her flesh. Releasing her mouth, Bryce changed spots with Dolly and ran his fingers through her shoulder-length hair as it got wet. “All I want right now is to hear you scream my name.” He poured body wash in a loofah, lathered it up real well, and slowly washed between her shoulder blades and down her spine. Cleaning her back had never been so erotic. Her body tingled everywhere the loofah touched. He moved it over each breast, her nipples at painful peaks silently begging for attention. Bryce took a pink nub into his mouth, biting down on it gently. Her head fell back and she moaned as water cascaded over her face. His mouth was warm and his lips were as she knew they would be, smooth and soft.

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He slipped his hand between her legs. She moaned when a thick finger entered her folds. Dropping the loofah, he stepped into the water with her. Soap cascaded down her body and pooled at their feet. Dolly gripped his thick shaft and slowly stroked it to full life. Leaning his hips into her, he thrust in and out of her hand. “God, baby, that feels so good.” His hand cupped her pussy, massaging gently. He pressed another finger into her channel. Bryce leaned down, licking beads of water from her neck and collarbone. His mouth trailed fire in the valley between her breasts as his fingers pumped in and out of her pussy. “Bryce.” Her brain was fuzzy from the attention and speaking was difficult. “I’m sorry my brother tried to eat you.” He removed his fingers and turned Dolly around, bending her over. She braced herself against the wall. The thick head of his cock pressed against her opening. “The last thing I want to think about is that walking pair of boots.” He thrust in to the hilt, and let her adjust to his length. His hands glided over her, a thumb and forefinger rolling a tender nipple back and forth. He flicked his thumb over her clit, sending shivers down her spine. Bryce pulled out, leaving just the tip of his cock in. Cupping her tits, he thrust hard and deep. She pushed against the shower wall for leverage as Bryce pistoned into her cunt hard and fast. She bit her bottom lip to stifle a scream. Her body tingled and her legs felt weak. “Bryce! Oh, God!” she screamed, unable to keep it in. “You feel so good, baby. I’m going to come!” Bryce didn’t hold back and his pace quickened. Dolly rested her back against his chest. With one arm around her waist holding her up, his other hand squeezed her breast, forcing her to cry out. Her head fell back on his shoulder. He pumped his cock in and out of her throbbing pussy. “Bryce!”

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Bryce set her carefully back on her feet, blocking the water from the shower, since it had gone cold long ago. He rested his forehead against hers. “I love you, gator baby.” “I love you too.” She stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself up in a towel. “Oh, honey, don’t forget to shave, please, you’re getting kinda… furry.” She walked out of the bathroom with a snicker held tightly behind closed lips.

Chapter Three Dolly walked into the kitchen where the family gathered to prepare dinner. She leaned against the counter and stared at everybody. “I would like to speak with ya’ll, please.” “Why, Dolly, honey, you’re absolutely glowing!” Her mother’s wide grin spoke volumes about what she knew. “Never mind that, Mother. The issue at hand is more important. Bryce is not an appetizer. He is my boyfriend. I love him, and for the duration of our visit at no time is anyone to glare at, snap at or attempt to eat him.” She crossed her arms over her chest and made eye contact with everybody. “Doll, I was just messin’ with him.” Billy stepped forward and put his hands on her shoulders. “Calm down, sis. He should have shifted faster.” Dolly shrugged him off. “Let me stick you in a cage for a few hours and see how fast you shift. Keep your teeth off my boyfriend!” She had never raised her voice to her family before, but it seemed appropriate on this occasion. Dinner was quiet. Her family’s eyes kept shifting to Bryce, everybody wanting to say something to him, but not wanting to be the first to break down. Dolly’s family had never been one to apologize without being forced. She kicked Billy in the shins to invite him to apologize. Billy cleared his throat and looked everywhere but at Bryce. “Listen, Bryce… um… I just wanted to say…” His hand massaged the back of his neck and sweat broke out on his brow. “I just wanted to say… Damn it, I’m sorry I tried to eat you. I was just messin’ around.” Bryce snorted around his fork, then quickly chewed and swallowed. “Well damn, I didn’t expect an apology. I guess I need to call back my bootmaker and tell him

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not to come.” He took a sip of his wine and set the glass back on the table. “I was really looking forward to those gator skin boots.” The whole table broke out in laughter. “I like him, Dolly, I really do,” her mother said. When Dolly’s father stood up from his chair at the head of the table, the dining room went quiet. “The meal was excellent as always. Now I think I’ll retire to my study for a brandy. Bryce, will you please join me?” Bryce turned to Dolly. She nodded. He then faced her father. “Yes, I will. Thank you, Mr. Madison.” Please let this go well! Dolly thought.

*** “Thank you, Mr. Madison.” Bryce accepted the brandy and sat down. “Please, Bryce, call me William.” He crossed his legs at the knee, sitting at an angle where he could see Bryce clearly. “I must admit I had ulterior motives for asking you in here tonight. Usually I like my brandy alone.” Bryce put an ankle on a knee and leaned against the arm of the chair. “I appreciate the invitation, William.” William circled the rim of his glass with the tip of his forefinger. “I love my daughter very much and was very careful who she dated when she lived with us.” He looked Bryce dead in the eye. “This is probably why she never brought any boyfriends home to meet us. One day, when she is a mother, she will understand why I did that.” He switched his legs, crossing them the other way. “Of course,” Bryce chimed in. William snickered, took a sip of his liquor, then picked up a picture of Dolly and gazed at it. “If I may ask, how did you and Dolly meet?” Bryce grinned. “It was the best day of my life, sir.” He put his foot back on the floor and leaned forward, putting his elbows on his knees. “It had started out as the day from hell. My buddies and I were coming back from a two-day ride and we hit this portion of I-70 that is just infested with prairie dogs. They like to play with the vehicles

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and see how many dogs can get across the road before a car has to slam on the brakes.” Bryce frowned at the memory. “As it turned out, my cousin realized that he wasn’t going to make it across and just stopped in the middle of the road. I swerved to miss him and laid down my ‘65 chopped-out panhead Harley.” “Nice bike. Was it okay?” William sipped his drink slowly. “After a while she was. My buddy BD worked really hard to restore her for the second time. For a while I was stuck driving my Navigator, which feels like an oversized pet carrier… Anyway, I was sitting at the local bar drowning my depression in alcohol, when Dolly walked in.” Bryce glanced up at the ceiling. “She was so out of place but never let it show that she felt that way. She impressed everybody with her bartending abilities, and she really impressed me by how she handled all the bikers that just wanted in her pants. I knew at that moment that I needed to be with her, to protect her, to love her, and I have.” William placed the frame back on the side table. “I’d like to think I’m an honest and fair man. I’ve never seen my daughter this happy, but I’m sad to think that she is happy because she is no longer being oppressed by her mother and me.” He placed his drink on the side table and laced his fingers in his lap. “Despite you being small, furry and appetizing, you are indeed a man. I’m glad Dolly walked into the bar that day and you were there to gain her attention. You are a good man, Bryce, a good man.” Bryce reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled the ring box out. “Thank you, sir. With that being said, I would like to ask for your daughter’s hand in marriage and seek your blessing.” “You have my blessing.”

Chapter Four Christmas Eve came and went -- another wonderful dinner with the family, everybody playing nice and nobody trying to eat Bryce. He and Dolly’s father again retired to the study for a brandy, which was weird since her father had always gone in there alone, only inviting Billy on a few occasions. When Bryce emerged from the study, he had a big grin on his face and his hand in his pocket. The next morning Dolly lay in bed listening to Bryce whistling as he got dressed, her irritation growing by the minute. “Bryce, what the hell is wrong with you?” His whistling stopped. He turned, his smile fading too. “What?” She got out of bed and walked over to him, not even bothering to grab a robe. “It’s not that you’re in a bad mood, or being a jerk, but you’re not telling me something. And you and my father are acting strange -- all buddy buddy.” “Dolly, are you going crazy from the heat?” He led her to the bed by her bare shoulders. “Cupcake, your father and I are getting along. Why not be happy like a normal person? Also, yes, I am keeping something from you, but there is still no need to worry because in a few short hours all will be revealed.” He leaned down to take a nipple into his mouth and sucked gently. “Oh my!” Dolly melted in his arms. He lifted his head and kissed her mouth. “Now, you cover up that sexy body, much to my dismay, and get ready. It’s Christmas morning and we’re missing breakfast.”

*** The morning and the afternoon went by in kind of a blur. Dolly kept trying to figure out what Bryce was up to and whether or not she was going to have to leave him to the gators. Literally. Nothing she thought of seemed to make sense. Could he and her

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father be planning a surprise birthday party? That couldn’t be it since they hadn’t celebrated her birthday since she was sixteen. Was Bryce being nice to her father just so it would be a more pleasurable experience for him? Who knew what was going on? All Dolly knew, it was weirding her out. After dinner, she stood in the kitchen drying the dinner dishes as her mother put them on the draining board. Her mind was hazy with trying to decipher what her family was up to. They all had weird smiles on their faces and were being overly nice to her. When Bryce came up behind Dolly, taking the towel out of her hand, he pulled her out the back door. “Bryce, what’s going on? I was right in the middle of dishes, and my mother is going to be pissed,” Dolly protested while walking with Bryce across the lawn. “Don’t worry, I cleared it with your mother earlier today. She and Billy are going to finish the dishes.” He grinned but continued walking. Now that was definitely weird. Billy hadn’t done dishes since her parents realized she could reach the sink. “Where are we going?” “The gazebo.” Bryce trudged on through the thick woods behind the house. “We passed the gazebo a few yards back.” Dolly pointed over her shoulder to the dilapidated wooden structure. “Not that one. We’re going to the one down by the bayou.” How did he know about that gazebo? Dolly had only seen it once in her life and that was when her mother took her out there to tell her the story of how her father built the secret gazebo for them to have alone time. Dolly couldn’t remember how to get there and had all but forgotten about it.

When they stepped into the clearing, Bryce turned quickly to see Dolly’s reaction. Earlier in the day he had sent Billy and her mother down here to decorate and get the gazebo ready for Dolly’s surprise. He was in awe at how beautifully done it was with all the flowers hanging from the ceiling in garlands. The burning candles mingled with the silver glow of the moonlight.

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“Oh, my God!” Dolly’s face lit up in wonder. “What’s all this?” “A little surprise.” He led her to the gazebo and sat down with her on the swing. “You were wondering what your father and I were up to the past few days and this is it. He was helping me to surprise you for Christmas.” Dolly seemed to gaze at each flower individually. “But you already gave me a Christmas present and it was absolutely wonderful. What else could there possibly be?” “This.” Bryce slid from the swing seat and dropped down on one knee in front of her. Dolly’s hands shot to her mouth to stifle a gasp, her eyes glistened with forming tears and her breathing sped up. “Bryce?” “Dolly Madison, after seeking the blessing of your father and mother, and being granted that blessing, I ask you, will you marry me?” He opened the velvet box he’d been hoarding for months and held it out to her in offering. Her hands dropped from her mouth, reaching for the box like it was a small infant. “Oh, my God! It’s gorgeous.” She blinked rapidly, appearing to get her thoughts together. “Of course I’ll marry you!” Shooting off the swing seat, she tackled him, spreading kisses over his face before finally settling on his lips, scorching his insides with the heat. When the kiss ended, Bryce removed the ring from the box and slid it on the ring finger of her left hand, admiring how it sparkled against her creamy skin. Bryce helped Dolly up off the ground. As she stood there in the moonlight, her skin sparkled with an iridescence that had him wondering if she was from another world. Her brown eyes glittered with moisture as she gazed at her ring, her chest rising and falling with deep breaths. She captured him in her gaze, knowing exactly what he was thinking about -- as if the tent in his jeans wasn’t evidence enough. Her eyes laughed at him, but sparkled all the same. He could stare into her eyes for eternity and never figure out the secrets behind their beauty or the spell they wove whenever he gazed into them.

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“Why, Bryce, is that another ring in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” Dolly’s voice dropped a few seductive octaves as she closed the space between them, pressing her luscious body against his. “That would be my cock begging for attention.” The matter-of-fact statement surprised him, but he went with it. “Really? I didn’t think I’d been neglecting the poor thing.” Dolly moved in closer, rubbing her hips into his erection. “I guess I’m going to have to work on that.” Their fingers laced together, and the feel of her skin on his sent shivers through him. Silky, soft and warm, her skin glistened from the bayou heat. “Yes, you are, but not before I work on you.” He slid his fingers up her arm into her hair. Dolly’s hand rested on Bryce’s shoulder, and he leaned down and blew hot breath on her neck, nuzzling the soft skin right below her ear. He snaked an arm around her waist, pulling her close to him and pressing his erection firmly against her belly. He gazed into her brown eyes, lost to their magic forever. Bryce captured her mouth, placing small pecks at first before swiping his tongue over her plump bottom lip. She parted her lips slightly, and he pushed his tongue in between, exploring her mouth. Dolly’s hand moved from his shoulder to the back of his head, sliding into his short brown hair. She pulled him in for a deeper kiss, moaning softly into his mouth. His cock jumped in response, and he found it hard not to just throw her down and take her. Moving his hand up her torso under her shirt, he pushed her bra to the side and cupped a firm, luscious breast. As he rolled the nipple between thumb and forefinger, she threw her head back and leaned closer to his hand. Bryce quickly removed her shirt and bra, then took a rosy peak into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue while pinching the other between his fingers. It seemed Dolly couldn’t get close enough to him. Shifting to the side, he lavished the other breast with the same attention. She whimpered when he slid his hand down her side, over a hip and massaged her pussy through her tan slacks. She was already so hot, and his cock ached to be

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buried inside the slick folds. Dolly moaned in his ear, taking his earlobe into her mouth and circling it with her tongue. “Baby, you know that drives me crazy.” Bryce turned her around and sat her on the gazebo swing. Unbuttoning her slacks, he laid butterfly kisses on her abdomen, trailing hot licks around her belly button and down the dip in her hip. He slid her panties down her legs with her slacks, basking in the glory that was pure womanhood. “Oh, my God, Dolly, your pussy is so beautiful.” “Taste it.” She leaned back and spread her legs, giving him a full view. “My pleasure.” He opened her sex lips and flicked at her clit with his tongue. She took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. Bryce ran his tongue from top to bottom and back again, tasting her cream, craving it. “Mmm, your pussy tastes so good, and your breasts look beautiful in this light. Pinch your nipples for me, baby.” His cock jerked when she rolled her tight little nubs in between her fingers. “How’s that?” “Perfect.” He kept watch on her fingers playing with her nipples as he sucked and licked her clit. When he bit down gently, she bucked into his mouth. He gripped her hips and sucked harder. “Bryce, that feels so fucking good!” Her hips moved up and down, grinding that sweet pussy against his mouth. He held his tongue out and let her do the work for a minute. Her head flew from side to side and her grip on her breasts tightened. Sliding two fingers into her sodden cunt felt like heaven. Unable to hold back any longer, Bryce stood between her legs and dropped his jeans and boxers around his ankles. Reaching for her knees, he spread her legs and positioned himself outside her pussy. “Are you ready for this?” “Fuck me, Bryce! Please!” Dolly now had a white-knuckled grip on the arms of the swing. Using her knees as leverage, he pulled her onto his cock, using the swing. He entered her slick, hot pussy, and took a minute to adjust and not blow right then. Bryce slid her back, again using the swing. “You are so fucking hot, Dolly!”

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He held onto her knees, thrusting hard. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he lifted her out of the seat and sat her in his lap facing him. He took a rosy nipple into his mouth while squeezing the other one. Dolly wriggled to get comfortable with his cock impaling her deeply. “I want to see these tits bounce as you ride my cock, Dolly.” Dolly started out slow at first, her hot pussy gliding down his cock, engulfing him in the fiery heat of ecstasy. She leaned back with her hands on his knees, arching her back and pushing her chest out. She began to bounce faster, rolling her hips. “That’s perfect. Look at those titties bouncing! You’re so hot.” He cupped her breasts and held on tight while soaring to cloud nine. “Faster, Dolly. God, you’re so hot, faster!” Dolly obeyed and bounced faster, panting and moaning, sending shivers through his body. Bryce could feel his balls tightening while her pussy clenched his engorged cock. “Bryce, I’m gonna come! Oh, my God! Fuck!” She bounced furiously, bringing them both to the edge of bliss. His balls began to rise, the feeling of explosion impending. He gripped her hips and pistoned into her like a V8 engine. “Dolly!” “Bryce, dear God!” He made two final hard thrusts before he emptied himself into her. He collapsed against the back of the swing, and Dolly fell onto his chest. “Baby, I must say that you are one amazing lay.” Dolly sat up, grinning. “Well, hopefully when we’re old, gray and grandparents, you still feel that way.” “Believe me, baby, you can count on it.” He held her close as her laughter filtered through the night.

Epilogue The morning after Christmas, Dolly and Bryce took a cab to the airport. He was back in the Pet Taxi, and Dolly kept looking at her ring. He was glad she was happy. The flight back to Kansas was uneventful, stuffy, and he was alone. He guessed no other pets were traveling today, which was fine with him. The landing was a little rough since they didn’t strap his carrier down all the way, so he flopped around a bit as the Pet Taxi bounced with the touchdown. His little heart fluttered when he caught sight of Dolly waiting at baggage claim. She gently picked him and their suitcase up off the conveyor belt and walked out to the parking lot. She found a secluded spot around a corner of the building to let him out, and he shifted and dressed quickly. “Where’s BD?” Bryce took the suitcase from her. Dolly picked up the carrier and walked a little ways through the parking garage before she answered. “BD left a voicemail saying that his lover came home, so he left the Navigator for us.” “Are you kidding me? I just got out of a cage!”

Tuesday Richards Tuesday Richards is a twenty-eight-year-old mother of two, wife of one, and sister to many. While staying at home finishing her degree, she drives her sister and husband around to and from work, and making sure that her children don’t send her to the crazy house. Writing is her passion, reading is in her nature and she keeps busy filling her days with work, playtime with the kids and relax time with her favorite Internet war game after the kiddies go to bed. The one thing that crosses her mind daily is… that without Blonde Ambition she would never survive the day!