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With lunch finally done the Fox and I separate from the Doberman and continue our tour of the facility, our next stop is the kid's bunk rooms, I look through the glass of the door and can see that the rooms are set so that four children can share one room, for obvious reasons the rooms are all single sex, so either male or female.

We continue down the corridor and then take a left which brings us out into a large outside area, there are various sports areas, a soccer field which also doubles as a rugby field, around the field there is a magnificent running track.

"I'm sure that I don't have to tell you about this area, it is basically the same as any school yard and field, again this area is monitored during the day. Okay so if we go across the yard and turn right that will lead us to the educational area."

We walk through a set of double doors and enter yet another corridor with classrooms on either side.

"This is A block or the Mathmatics wing, the next block is B block or Science wing, C block is the Languages wing, so everything from English to French, from German to Austrian, you get the drift, D block is the Home Economics wing which includes the Photography lab, and then finally we have E block which is the Administrative wing which will lead us back to where we started."

To say that my head was swimming with all of this information would be the understatement of the year, but I guess after two weeks I would have Dieter to help me keep things flowing...I know it's still too soon to make any judgements but to pardon the pun the jury is still out on him.

We head back to the office that will soon become mine, the Fox sits at the desk and gives me the ole' stink eye.

"There are some extremely vulnerable children here at the centre, they do not need the likes of you screwing with their heads, so in the words of the US Police departments, you are here to protect and to serve. You also need to know that while I am retiring I won't be letting you out of my sight, do a good job here and you will never see me again, but screw up just once and I will lunch on your ass, you may be a Rottweiler but you do not scare or intimidate me in the slightest."

Well I guess that is me told, sure I could take this Fox out with just a simple flick of my wrist, but he knows as well as I do that would be all the ammunition that they need to send me to prison for five years, so now I have to be on my very best behaviour.

"Now Craig, take this radio with you and I want you to do your own tour of the facility, go into rooms and check them out, if you see anything that looks even remotely out of place or something that shouldn't be going on then you call me and I will be there with you to help sort things out."

I take the radio from the Foxes paw and head out on my rounds, obviously, the first tour was kind of done in order just so that I could find my way around, this time I can go wherever I choose. I decide that I need some fresh air and so I head to the outside yard and sports area, I know that as well as getting some much needed fresh air it will also give me an hour or so away from the Fox.

As I walk the perimeter of the grounds I take stock of everything that has happened and the folks that I have met, I have been given a second bite of the cherry so I better not fuck it up, man Gerald has so much spunk inside him, any other time I would be happy to empty those balls of his and make him my bitch, but alas he would probably put a knife through my heart even for thinking such a thing. Dieter, I am still trying to get a handle on him, he is one of those guys that you cannot read, I mean yes, he is drop dead gorgeous and I have no doubt that he would make me a very happy Rottie, but I can't even tell if he is wired that way and of course, I dare not ask him straight out because that would probably end up with me getting quite a lot of pain handed to me.

Whatever happens though Craig you cannot allow any of the kids know about you, sure you may be gay but a paedophile you are not, however, if some of the kids found out with the life that they have probably had they would just see me as another predator.

I stop at about half way towards the soccer field and decide to check the radio, "This is Craig, I am close to the Soccer field, just doing a radio check, over."

I figure that no one will answer but I am proved wrong, Dieter calls back, "Craig, I need you to come to the far end of the Soccer field, please."

I should probably ask what the problem is but I decided to just make my way to where the Doberman is waiting, deep in the back of my mind though I am still thinking that maybe it could be some sort of ambush, on the other paw he could genuinely need help with a situation.

The Doberman finally begins to come into my view, he is standing by the mesh security fencing that surrounds the outside areas, as I approach I can see that the Doberman has something of a sly look about him. Finally, I am standing next to Dieter and staring at a hole in the fence.

"Well Craig, there is your one and only chance of escaping here, I promise I won't tell anyone!"

So that is his game huh? Trying to get me in deeper hot water than I am already, Well Dieter, I may be stupid, but I ain't that stupid, I decide to fight fire with fire.

"Oh would you look at that Dieter, someone has made a hole in the fence roughly the same size as your ass, now be a good boy and stick your ass in the hole while I go and get some tools so that I can make the repairs."

There is a deep routed growl from Dieter's muzzle, but deep down he knows that he has found the perfect match to his wit.

"Don't worry Craig, just stay here and I will get the tools, then we can make the repairs together, though I very much doubt that you will still be here when I get back."

I take a seat against part of the unbroken fence and watch as the Doberman heads off back to get some tools, it gives me a chance to ogle that oh so beautiful ass that he is packing, it is just a pitty that it is attached to what seems to be a complete bastard.

Twenty minutes later and Dieter returns in a golf buggy that has a large tool box and fencing wire on the back deck, as he approaches I see him nod slightly, almost as though he knows now that he was wrong about me.

Within half an hour the fence is repaired and we are both doing a circuit of the fenceline using the golf buggy to make sure that there have been no other breaches and that there is no one on the grounds that shouldn't be.

Finding all to be well we head back to the facility which gives us both a chance to talk, Dieter breaks the ice first.

"Look, Craig, what I said back at the broken fence, that was un-called for and for that I apologise, but you sure put me in my place with your comeback, and you have at least earned some respect from me, others faced with that situation and in your predicament would not have thought twice about doing a runner, it seems that you are different, I can see that I will have to do some re-evaluating."

A small smile spreads across my muzzle, and yes I know that I should take the praise and the apology and keep my muzzle shut, but this is me we're talking about.

"Well Dieter, I too have to apologise for what I said back there, I don't think your ass is that big, in fact as you were walking back to get the tools and the golf cart, I did some re-evaluating of my own, and I came up with the answer that I bet your nice and tight ass would feel good on my Rottweiler cock."

Dieter's head spins quickly to face me and almost causes us to run the cart into a wall, hehe, looks like my time here is going to be fun, fortunately, he manages to bring the buggy to a safe stop, he then regards me again.

"Well I wouldn't have had you down as a tail raiser Craig and just for the record yes I too like a well turned piece of male ass, but if you will take my advice don't make it common knowledge, the authorities will eat you for lunch."

I take a wild chance and put my right hand paw on Dieter's left thigh and give it a gentle squeeze, sure enough, I notice a little movement in his groin area, Dieter takes a hasty look around to make sure that we are not being observed.

"Craig for the love of god, behave yourself, I can't afford to lose this job, and neither can you."

I slowly take my hand paw away from his thigh but my suspicion has already been confirmed. I lower my voice to a whisper.

"Oh don't worry Dieter, I know when to hold 'em and when to fold 'em, during the work day we will be the souls of discretion, in our quarters though what happens there will be completely up to us. I am going to make no secret about Dieter, in the short time that I have known you I have started to get quite into you and I am hoping that you feel the same way about me?"

Dieter lets out a resigned sigh as some of his self preservation shields begin to fall.

"Fine, okay yes I admit that I kinda have a hard time whenever I see you, Craig, and yes I do actually want there to be an us, but damn it all to hell we have to be so careful, the kids are usually in bed by nine so come to my quarters at half past nine tonight and we will talk more about where we go from here, and yes Craig, for now we will just be talking."

We make it back to the centre without any further chat, I help Dieter carry the tools and what is left of the spare fencing back into the storeage shed and then we go our separate ways. It is going to be a long few hours until nine thirty tonight.