Communiqué

I'm driving her to my place for the first time. It's only her and me — and her German Shepherd. Though I've never had a dog, I feel fine around him and it appears that this feeling might be mutual.

I did not plan for this but looking back it seems it was inevitable. Suddenly we're only inches apart and I cannot resist the temptation. Fascinated to say the least. She's giving in, too, and airy touches transform into an absorbing fever in a blink. Here she is, in my bed, beautiful and nude on the verge of ecstasy.

He's watching the show sitting a mere meter away and somehow cannot handle it. Before she is to erupt, he makes known his opinion.

Throwing up was a crystal clear declaration of his thoughts.