As we entered the kitchen Jess and Abby entered from the hallway, their heads towards each other talking about something…..my legs faltered and would have stopped if not for my chaperones forcing me onwards….the girls turned their heads to the front and jolted to a stop, mouths agape, “H..hi Mr. “Ooo gawd, he stuck his tongue in a lot more this time” she whispered as she dragged herself back from the dog’s reach. I knocked on the door at 6:55….. The girls had laid in bed whispering about the night’s events and the amazing goodnight kisses that Mr. I drained my drink and stood to go inside and shower as I mulled over the dilemma, I heard Giver’s chain rattle, reminding me I had tied him to the tap….I detoured to the fridge and took out a piece of meat and headed out to feed him and top up his water.
