The Simple Things. Chapter Sixteen.
I felt like an idiot being butt naked singing you are so beautiful by joe cocker - well he sung it anyways - in front of the chocolate labrador that was equally in his birthday suit. "well you are."
The Simple Things. Chapter Twenty-two.
Having a two fifty pound chocolate labrador bum rush you was frightening enough, let alone for if he was going to jumping hug you. it wouldn't be the first time... nothing happened. so i took a look inside.
The Simple Things. Chapter Eight.
He, in a polite respectable loveable way of course, looked like a genuine chocolate labrador in that moment.
The Simple Things. Chapter Six.
Gold and tried to see the chocolate labrador that escaped to some unknown place on this floor.
The Simple Things. Chapter Eighteen.
And that made me nudge the chocolate labrador side, hard. and we chuckled and got back in the car. we had a moment of silence both reflecting on what had happened. it was so sudden, so quick.
The Simple Things. Chapter Fourteen.
An though i was grateful to the bull terrier for covering my furless ass, he didn't even offer to lift a finger to help carry to nearly catatonic chocolate labrador into the house.
The Simple Things. Chapter Twenty-Three.
The chocolate labrador, still laying out of his desk, whined softly pulling at the front of his open pants some more. if it was the middle of the day? i would've pushed him off with a good laugh.
The Simple Things. Chapter Five.
I looked back at it before over the desk where i figured the chocolate labrador would be. he wasn't. with a yawning stretch i got up and popped my joints back into place. sleeping at a desk makes the body rather stiff like the dead. "richard?"
The Simple Things. Chapter Seventeen.
Richard took this as an invitation however to mount me and laze out on top of me like a skinned chocolate labrador coat. i was just thankful he wasn't, exactly, in the mood for anything more.
The Simple Things. Chapter Thirteen.
The chocolate labrador made things look easy, as always.
The Simple Things. Chapter Eleven.
The chocolate labrador groaned loudly, unashamed or uncaring if anyone heard as he grunted deeply. his dull nails gripped one of the pillows tightly and the other hand held my head with an even stronger grip.
The Simple Things. Chapter Ten.
I didn't even notice the fact the sneaky chocolate labrador had brought the syrup with him until i was flat on my back and the warm sticky sugar was poured over my chest with a hungry hound look down at me.