Chapter 19
This part I pieced together from talking to Sean after the whole thing was over, and filled in a few details. Okay, I made up a few details, but hell, I am a writer.
Sean Gottlieb finished cleaning up after the dog in the pet carrier, cursing the day he ever took up with Jeanetta Macdonald. He stared at the poor little miniature Schnauzer, who looked at him with the saddest eyes. He’d had to kidnap the pet and keep him at his place, as the animal shelter was the first place they would look, or maybe Jeanetta’s. Eventually he was supposed to pretend to find the dog, which would give him the opportunity to cozy up to one of the twins.
“I’m sorry, Spanky, but the bitch has got me wrapped around her little finger.”
Spanky cocked his head and then settled his muzzle on his front paws to listen.
“Always, Sean do this. Sean do that. Sean take out the garbage. Sean drop your pants and bend over and take it up the ass. Sean, –”
The sound of high heels clicking on the linoleum of his kitchen floor cut him off.
“Sean dear.” Jeanetta’s sculpted tones matched her sculpted body and Jeff couldn’t help but lose his train of thought when she came at him like that. To him, Jeanetta was drop dead gorgeous, and buff as a female bodybuilder. If she wanted to beat the shit out of him, she could, and he knew it.
After her brother had died, she’d turned over a new leaf, went back to school on the Park Service’s dime and gotten some kind of environmental degree. She’d eventually become the full-time head of the Animal Rights Coalition as well as keeping her status as part-time ranger at Knightsbridge Canyon State Park. Obviously the salary at the nonprofit suited her better than the pay the government could provide.
If she treated him like a scrub, she definitely made up for it in the bedroom. Today she was dressed in one of her favorite leather and latex outfits, suitable for indoor wear only.
“So, where’s the little mongrel?” Jeanetta singsonged in a way that made Spanky cringe. It made Sean think of Cruella de Vil in that dog movie. “Why there you are! I bet your owners are worried sick about you. But don’t you worry. You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.”
With a flick of her single-tail whip, she soon had Sean Gottlieb crawling on all fours behind her. Every time the leather tip hit him, he shuddered with a mixture of pain and pleasure, anticipating what was to come.
It was so bad, but so good anyway.
Spanky hunkered down, put his paws over his eyes, and dreamed about home.
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