{"sf1_id":1191066,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Do what's right ch.2","author":"London79","words":373,"posted_at":"2017-06-06T20:56:00.000Z","tags":["Female x female","Human x Wolf","Lesbian"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1191066-do-what-s-right-ch-2","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1191066","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1191066\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;She walks over to the bed and scoops me up \"Thank you,\" I say\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Yeah,\" she replies \"I love you,\" I say snuggling my face into her chest fur, she carries me\u0026nbsp;down the stairs\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;and into the living room where she lays me down on the couch.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;She puts a finger to my nose\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Stay,\" she says and I do\u0026nbsp;a few minutes later she comes back with a coffee mug in paw\n\n\u0026nbsp;she pads over to the couch taking her place beside me.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; I pull out my acoustic from its old black and battered case and sit it upon my lap\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Any requests,?\" I ask\u0026nbsp;cocking an eyebrow \"Fleetwood Mac,\" she utters not skipping a beat \"You know I can't\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;do Mac,\" I hesitate but begin strumming anyway \"Here's a song about about an old Welsh bitch,\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;I smile \"Bell rings like a prayer\u0026nbsp;through\u0026nbsp;the night wouldn't you want to love her; Shingles arise\u0026nbsp;like a bird in Flight\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;who will be her lover\" I Chuckle, she scoots closer to me then turns on the T.V. and sips her coffee\n\ngingerly while I continue playing.\n\n\u0026nbsp; I lay against her\u0026nbsp;still strumming but not singing enjoying her company to the fullest\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;my name is Sarah Ann McCarthy\u0026nbsp;I am 19 yrs. old. I live with my \"Friend\" Carroll Altman\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;I say\n\n\u0026nbsp; friend because she doesn't like the word partner. Long story short we're lovers and have been since the eighth grade\n\ngoing on\u0026nbsp;five years now\u0026nbsp;anyway where was I... Carroll gets up off of the couch \"I'm Going to get ready for work,\"\n\nshe says I follow close behind.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;I creep slowly up the stairs being careful not to make a sound \"What are you doing?...\" Carroll asks\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Nothing...\" I reply.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"You know if you wanted to stalk me there are easier ways to do it\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I Know, I just wanted to see my she wolf a bit more before she departs to a\u0026nbsp;long day in the workforce,\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Unless,\" I giggle \"You\u0026nbsp;want to skip work today,\" then walk up to her and place my hands around her waist\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"And do something else,\" Carol takes my\u0026nbsp;hands from around her waist \" As much as I'd like to I'd rather not,\"\n\nCarroll\u0026nbsp;sighs...\n\n  \n  \n\n","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1173217-do-what-s-right-ch-1.json"}