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Headed for the Hills (zoo themed, M-Bitch, F-Dog, zoo/best, MF, piv)

Note 1: part 2 was never completed)

Note 2: This one is a rewrite/expansion of one of my first stories
ever posted, 'The Camping Trip'.
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    Headed for the Hills
   Part One
    --------

    "Hey, sexy. Wanna go camping?"

    I got a happy 'woof!' and a dancing bitch running around the house
as my answer. I laughed and roughed up her head when she stood and
planted her feet on my chest.

    "Yeah. Lover. I know."

    I dug out my backpack and when she saw me grab hers, she ran off,
then returned while dragging her favorite blanket.

    I was still chuckling at her enthusiasm after I made sure
everything I'd need was in mine.

    "Hey, Bitch. Saddle up."

    She came over and stood patiently while I put her backpack on and
stuffed her blanket in one side. Food and water for her went in the
other side and with that we were ready. Well, almost ready. She shook
herself until she had the pack settled to her satisfaction and then
she went to stand by the door, looking back at me and whining with
impatience.

    "Ok. We're going."

    A last glance to make sure the place was shut down and I hooked up
her leash before I let her lead me out the door.

    Once we were outside, I took a deep breath while she looked at me
impatiently, then we were off for a weekend hike that would include
some seriously intense cuddling, once she slowed down enough to settle
in the tent.

    Yeah, in case you haven't figured it out, the two of us enjoy back
packing, and over the years, when the weather is decent, we can
usually be found on a trail somewhere, almost every weekend.

    Fixtures, really. People who live in the areas we usually hike in
know us well enough to wonder where we've been if we haven't been
through for awhile.

    She sucks up the attention from the kids and other folks, of
course, and it isn't unusual for us to get invited for a snack, at
least.

    Sometimes we accept, other times I decline for both of us, and
once in awhile we wind up with carryable snacks to eat later, when we
settle.

    Today, though, she seemed to know I had more on my mind than
hiking, and she forged ahead confidently, then took us on the path
that led to a small clearing, and lots of privacy, unless it was a
holiday weekend, which this wasn't.

    Now see, that was something a lot of people couldn't figure out,
why I would just let her choose the direction when we went hiking.

    I usually explained it away as experience. After all, we'd been
hiking together for years, and been on all of the publicly accessible
hiking trails an average of at least once a year, and on some of them,
we'd wind up going once a month when the weather was warm enough.

    Fortunately, she and I agreed on our favorites, for each of our
moods, and if we had someone with us she would usually take us on the
easier trails that tended to have more people on them.

    She also, after the first couple years, had learned to curb her
enthusiasm when we had company.

    Sometimes she'd looked at me and sneezed disgustedly, of course,
but that, so far, was the extent of her visible displeasure, if you
didn't know her as well as I did.

    Today, though, I was starting to suspect she was on the edge of
going into heat earlier than usual, because once we were well started
on the path to our clearing, her steady pacing changed, she started
prancing daintily, and then suddenly pausing to look over her shoulder
and flag me, before she faced forward and set off again.

    Most of the time I chuckled quietly, then spoke with amusement, to
let her know how much I loved her.

    Because of the steady pace she'd set, we wound up in 'our'
clearing with plenty of time for me to set up before it started
getting dark.

    The first step was to remove her pack and feed and water her, of
course. Then, while she settled on her blanket to watch me, I shrugged
out of my pack and got busy with setting up our tent.

    Once it was set, I dug out the stove, cooked my own dinner, and
ate, while sharing a sizable amount of it with her.

    Then it was time for both of us to take a bathroom break, which
was done quickly before I grabbed everything that was loose and tossed
it inside the tent, before I grinned and pointed.

    "You know the routine, Bitch."

    She woofed happily, then bounced into the tent with me close
behind.

    I chuckled when her wagging tail wafted her scent to me. She was
definitely more pungent than usual, which wasn't going to bother me a
bit, except that if I'd been paying more attention, we would have
stayed home until she was out of estrus.

    All it really meant was that I'd have to keep her on the leash all
the time, and keep an eye out for horny dogs if we met other hikers
who had their dogs with them.

    I could live with that, and I knew she would, too, since we'd be
inside the tent most of the weekend, unless we were actually hiking
somewhere.

    At that point, I realized that this was a good chance to spend
most of the weekend cuddled and fucking unless something interrupted
us, which would be better than what usually happened at home, with all
the day to day distractions that could keep us from doing all the
screwing we wanted to do when she was in heat.

    So once I had the door zipped, I made the final arrangements to
our bedding, then stripped, while she eyed me intently.

    Once I was done, she nosed me eagerly, and I used the closeness to
disconnect her leash and set it aside.

    After that she licked me until I was erect, then rolled to her
back and spread her legs in invitation.

    I smiled, positioned myself, then used my fingers to work her the
little bit required to make sure she was lubricated.

    Then, I fucked her until I jerked us together, and orgasmed deep
inside her.

    After it was over, I started petting her stomach, and otherwise
gave her the attention that was our more usual foreplay.

    Eventually she sighed deeply and went even more limp than she had
been, so I slowly pulled out, then shifted until I could suckle her
vulva gently, and tease my semen out of her after I'd cleaned up what
had already oozed out as I withdrew.

    It was all, after the years we'd spent together, routine for both
of us.

    I couldn't remember when I'd figured out her preferences, but this
hard and fast first fuck seemed to be her favorite form of sex as she
was going into heat. After it, and in a few days, she'd be more
willing to let me do some slow and tender fucking that involved long
cuddles with me still inside her.

    Yes, she was definitely a Bitch who knew her own desires, and she
wasn't afraid to make what she wanted done, clear to me.

    Eventually I'd recovered enough to get another erection.

    I settled beside her, and then shifted her until I could insert
myself again.

    This time, I moved slowly, but firmly enough that our pubes made
firm contact before I withdrew.

    I was savoring feeling her wrapped around me, when a feminine
voice made me freeze in surprise, and a stab of fear went through me.
'Had we been caught?'

    "Hello the tent. Carl? Is that you and Delta?"

    After I recovered, I realized I recognized the voice, and the
eager whine that became audible when she stopped speaking.

    I relaxed, a little. "Hang on, Jill. We were settled for the night
and not expecting company, so I need to dig my robe out. Be out as
soon as I get it on."

    "No problem. Mind if we set up while we wait?"

    I sighed. I really wanted to say I did mind, but I'd known Jill
for quite a few years and that made me decide to be the gracious host.

    "Wasn't expecting company, but since it's you..." I chuckled. "At
least I already know the four of us get along. Go ahead."

    She said something I couldn't understand, then she giggled. "I'll
make sure we're upwind of you."

    I stroked a few more times, then very softly apologized to Delta
and withdrew.

    I dug my robe out, got it on and draped so it would hide my
erection when I crawled out, then grabbed the leash and hooked Delta
up again. "Come on, girl. Company."

    She sneezed at me, then faced the door a little more eagerly than
she usually did, after we'd been interrupted.

    "Huh. Keep your tail down, Bitch. We don't have time for puppies."

    With that, I opened the door and the two of us moved to greet our
company.

    "Hi, Jill."

    I dropped the loops of leash I held and watched Delta greet Jill's
dog. "Hello to you too, Ivan."

    Not surprisingly, he ignored me in favor of doing some serious
tail sniffing to check out Delta.

    She stood for a little while, then, when he touched her with a
front paw, she yipped and turned on him to let him know he'd gone too
far.

    He sneezed at her, she stood there and watched him intently, then
the two of them relaxed and ignored each other, mostly.

    I relaxed too, and turned my attention to Jill. "What brings you
out here?"

    She looked up from driving in one of the tent pegs. "The usual.
Weather prediction for this area was good enough for me to decide to
spend the weekend relaxing with Ivan. Life has been busy enough we
haven't done as much hiking as we're used to."

    Then she giggled before she looked down and finished driving the
peg. "As for what bring us *here*, Delta did. Ivan spotted the two of
you first, and then decided to follow you when you went right past us
like you didn't know we were there. I couldn't distract him, and then
I started thinking and realized there was a good chance she was in
heat, when he refused to be distracted into going the direction *I*
wanted to go.

    "Eventually I gave him his head and let him pick the trail. It was
all I could do to convince him to move at my pace, and not his. Even
so, my calves are feeling the tension he put on the leash when he
forgot and wanted to move faster."

    I sighed. "Sorry we didn't stop to say hi. My mind wasn't really
on my hiking, so I let Delta set the pace and pick where she wanted to
go. And yes, she's going into heat early. I wasn't certain until we
got here, or I would have stayed home until she was out."

    Jill stood and stretched. "I suppose I could have said something,
but the truth is, I wasn't worried about the two of you ignoring us.
Mostly, all I wanted to do was see which way you went, then head a
different direction, because I wasn't feeling very social, myself.
Ivan changed my plans when I couldn't convince him to stop wanting to
follow the two of you."

    Then she looked at me with an odd expression. "I know you said
you'd settled for the night, but would you be interested in keeping us
company while I cook my dinner? We haven't seen each other for awhile,
and I wouldn't mind the chance to visit.before Ivan and I call it a
day."

    I shrugged a little. "We'd settled, but I wasn't ready to sleep
yet."

    I glanced at Delta, who was obviously alert, now. "Looks like
she's wide awake, too. Sure, I'll stay up and visit."

    Jill smiled. "Thanks."

    She got her food started, then settled to keep an eye on it, and
make sure the dogs didn't help themselves, which we knew both of them
wouldn't hesitate to do, if our attention wandered enough.

    I settled opposite her and short leashed Delta to keep her at my
side, and out of reach of Ivan's nose, since he'd settled with his
head in Jill's lap, for attention, and to beg food.

    We shared silence for awhile, then, after she'd flipped her meat,
Jill kept her eyes down while she petted Ivan. "Carl? Mind if I get
personal?"

    I sighed. "Not really. Not like we haven't had some pretty serious
conversations in the past, right?"

    "I guess. Some things we seem to avoid talking about though, you
know?"

    "I suppose. I've thought of you as a good friend for years, now.
Guess I never wanted to risk that. I don't have a lot of people I
relax with."

    "Same for me, in a way. That's something I've always wondered
about. How come you've never hit on me? Last few times we've run into
each other, I wouldn't have said no if you did."

    "Never thought about it. I'm a loner, and I've always figured you
were, too, so I respected that."

    She finally looked up. "I've always thought it was something I
wasn't doing right. You know, being by myself most of the time, I
never really learned the signals to let a guy know I was interested
and willing."

    I shook my head wearily. "I wouldn't know, Jill. Never had the
chance to learn what they are, or how I should do the same thing. I
guess I'm what used to be called 'a confirmed bachelor', but the truth
is, I've never really been interested in being seriously involved with
a woman."

    She checked her food again, then stayed silent for a long time
before she spoke low enough that I didn't really understand what she
said, right way.

    "You ever fantasize about meeting a woman who would let you watch
while she let a dog fuck her?"

    When the meaning of her words penetrated, I couldn't stop my
panicked glance at Delta.

    She must have seen it, because she looked up. "Relax. A lot of
guys have that fantasy. I've had a few ask me, because they see me
spend a lot of time with Ivan, and never with a boyfriend or
girlfriend, so they tease me a little."

    She sighed. "Well, a lot, really, since Ivan can be pretty
protective when guys get too rowdy around me."

    Before I could think of a reply she let one of her hands wander
down Ivan's belly, and he spread his hind legs for her.

    My eyes widened when I realized his penis was exposed, and she
wasn't avoiding contact with it while she watched my face.

    She nodded. "If that's what you're thinking, it's true. I've never
admitted it before, and I wasn't going to, but tonight..."

    She blushed. "Bitches in heat don't ooze white stringy stuff, you
know? The light happened to be just right when Ivan was nosing her.
I've always wondered, but been afraid to say anything, until now."

    I slumped. "You going to turn me in for abuse?"

    "You're admitting that you've recently fucked Delta?"

    I thought frantically, then sighed. "I don't want to, you have to
know that. It's weird, maybe, but you're sitting there fondling Ivan
pretty intensely, so I don't think you'd accept the usual excuses I
make when she drips and someone notices. Yeah. I was fucking her for
the second time this evening, when you asked if it was us in the
tent."

    She froze, then looked at her hand, and Ivan's swollen penis,
before she looked at me again. Her face was white. "I didn't realize
I'd kept working him. You going to turn *me* in?"

    I shook my head. "No. Want me to let you watch while I get
intimate with Delta? At least we'd be even. And..."

    I sighed and bent my head. "Can you believe I'm relieved to have
been caught by another zoo? I've always wanted to be able to just
relax and be open, instead of hiding. Never dreamed that it would be
you. You and Ivan have always been so normal around us, I never
thought you might be fucking... No. Sorry. I never saw anything to
hint that you love each other, and make love to each other."

    "Thanks, Carl. I've suspected you a few times, but that was only
because you weren't hitting on me, or showing any interest, and I was
projecting my own actions on you. You've never done anything before
tonight that would have given you away, even to someone like me, who
had a lot of reasons for looking that close."

    "So how come you're interested in me? Or are you, still?"

    "You a virgin?"

    I stared at her, then lost it and laughed. "No, although the last
time I did anything sexual with a woman, I was still in high school.
You?"

    She shook her head. "I'm not. Been years, and the last guy I was
serious about..." She shrugged. "It took me a year to figure out that
all I was to him was a self maintaining fuck toy."

    She looked up and smiled a smile that was... Sorta bitter, I
think. "He'd never tried to hide he was fucking other women, so when I
told him I didn't want to see him any more, he took it well and has
left me alone ever since."

    I petted Delta for awhile, then sighed. "When I was a kid, I
envied guys like that. Always got laid, and never had to worry about
losing a girl, because there was always another one waiting. That used
to my idea of a perfect world."

    I bent and kissed Delta gently. "Feels a lot different, when
you're one of the guys, and it's the woman who plays the field like
that."

    "So what happened?"

    I sighed. "I grew up, and she didn't. Didn't have to do anything,
I just quit seeing her, without an explanation, since I was the one
who had to call her. She never called any of us."

    I closed my eyes and whispered past the sudden pain I felt. "I
last saw her a few years ago, but she didn't recognize me. She was a
street whore, and she tried to make a move on me. She was my first,
and only, so naturally I remembered the way she moved, and that hadn't
changed much, except her moves were even more mechanical than they had
been."

    I opened my eyes and tried to smile. I didn't know what Jill saw,
but she nodded and I saw tears start.

    "Yeah. I got home and spent all night loving Delta, and trying to
forget what I'd seen. And I was glad I'd only been horny, and not
infatuated with her."

    Her head tipped a little. "Come on. Your first fuck and you didn't
get infatuated? That's not normal."

    I shook my head again. "It was normal, where I come from. She was
community property. An easy lay. She liked fucking, and the attention
it got her. I happened to be talking to a friend and mentioned I was a
virgin. He asked me if I wanted to fix the problem, I said yes, and he
stopped and picked her up, then took us to lover's lane and took a
hike, to the next car, I think, where there were a bunch of girls, and
one guy.

    "We fucked, and after that, if I felt horny enough, I called her
up and arranged a date. She never said no. Closest she ever got was to
schedule me for later, after she finished with whoever was ahead of
me. Wasn't unusual to deliver her to the next guy in line, if she had
one lined up."

    Jill sighed. "So she was just a fuck toy to you?"

    I nodded. "That's all she ever wanted to be, and I think all of us
knew trying for more was a waste of time, so we never tried to change
her. But you know something? After I got older, I realized that we
were as much, and probably more like fuck toys to her, than she was
for us. You see, when she moved on me years later, she didn't remember
my face."

    Jill nodded. "I see what you mean."

    She ate, shared her food with Ivan, then resettled so she could
give him more attention. "I was pretty down on myself after what
happened. Didn't feel attractive any more, and all that stuff. Already
had Ivan, and we already went hiking together. This was about a year
before we met you and Delta."

    "Ok."

    "Ivan still cared for me, and he started getting the attention and
love I'd been giving my boyfriend. He made it clear he enjoyed it,
too. He was spoiled already, but I went all out and *really* started
spoiling him and cooing over him and telling him how faithful and
caring he was.

    "Transference, ya know?"

    "Yeah. Heard about it happening. Wasn't like that for us. Tell you
after you're done."

    She froze and stared at me. "You mean that?"

    "Yeah."

    "He never let me talk about myself. If I started, he always found
a way to shut me up, or he would just start talking about himself
until I quit trying to interrupt him."

    I sighed again. "Jill? I said I grew up. Tell you how it happened,
later, ok?"

    "Don't forget. I want to hear your story."

    "Ok."

    She looked down and started petting Ivan again. "I'm sorta weird.
I get hornier when I have my period, instead of less. I kind of think
there was a bitch nearby and she was in heat, too, but that's
something I'm not sure about. The night got rather vague and I don't
really remember much other than how it started.

    "We'd spent the day hiking, and I was feeling tired, and horny. We
were private, so once we were in the tent, I started masturbating.
Wasn't anything I hadn't done before, in front of Ivan.

    "This time, though, he stuck his nose between my legs and took a
real deep sniff before he started trying to lick me.

    "I froze, and started to fend him off, then his tongue hit my clit
and slid over it.

    "Weird, but it sent me into an orgasm. After I recovered and
realized he was still working me, I let go and let it happen.

    "Somewhere in there I think he started trying to mount me, and I
decided to let him. Must have been something like that, because when I
started thinking again, he was tied and my back was soaked from his
drool."

    She giggled. "I've never told anyone about this except in my
fantasies. Feels strange, but good. Wonder if it feels as good to hear
someone be this honest? Gonna find out later, too."

    She sobered, a little, and smiled at me. "I couldn't tell you how
many times I orgasmed after that first one. All I knew when I realized
what was happening, was that I already felt more satiated than I had
ever been, and while I was scared, I sorta knew I wouldn't be able to
stop doing it, if I did it again, either."

    It was her turn to bend and kiss her lover before she spoke again,
and I could hear the wonder she tried to keep control of. "I held out
for almost a month, then I had to do it again, 'just to see if I
remembered it all correctly', of course."

    "That next time was at home, and it wasn't as rushed and sudden as
the first time. I was wrong about one thing. The second time was
better than the first. We've been lovers ever since, and it just keeps
getting better, never worse."

    I managed to suppress my laughter, but I knew I couldn't stop my
grin, and when she looked up and focused on me, she blushed, then
formed her own grin. "Thanks, Carl, for understanding and accepting."

    "I wish I had a mirror or a camera, so you could see your face.
Only time I've seen a woman glow that much is days before she gave
birth, and it's obvious you aren't pregnant, or if you are, you can't
be very far along."

    She blushed again, then giggled. "You know something? If I could
have Ivan's puppies, I would."

    I sobered. "Yeah. I'd love it if I could be the father, if Delta
had puppies. We've done everything else, and one time she got loose
when she was in heat, and got pregnant. After she had them, she
wouldn't let anyone else near them, except for me. I guess in her
eyes, I was the father, and she trusted me with them. Wish I could
know for sure, what she was feeling while we raised them.

    "She never acted like she was depressed after I gave them away,
though. I've been more careful ever since, which is really the biggest
reason we stay home when she's in heat. Well, other than the fact
we're fucking almost all the time, and I don't use condoms."

    It was my turn to blush when I realized how open I'd been. "Uhh...
I never thought I'd be talking to anyone and admit that as easily as I
just did."

    She smiled. "You ever go looking on the net?"

    "No. Too scared. Sometimes I'll follow a headline, but I try not
to do that very often, so it doesn't look like I have a special
interest in bestiality."

    She shuddered. "I followed a few links, a long time ago. They
almost always wanted more personal info than I wanted to give away.
Eventually I decided it was going to be better if I accepted that I
was going to be living a lonely life, and kept to myself.

    "Never stopped me from fantasizing that I might meet someone I
could tell. Been a lot of people I've looked at and let myself dream
about being honest with, but it took your semen dripping from Delta to
make me decide to quit dreaming, and take a chance."

    I did some shivering of my own. "Yeah. Rape. Lack of consent...
All the crap people have already decided they know everything about,
so they judge you guilty no matter what the truth is."

    She nodded, then buried her face in Ivan's fur. "I don't want to
lose him to hatred, so..."

    I sighed. "Yeah. Same for me. At least, by hiding, I've been able
to survive with only a little fear. If I was more active on the net, I
don't think I could handle the stress of being open in one place, and
not in real life. I would have gotten caught a long time ago."

    We shared an awkward, yet companionable silence until she stopped
crying and raised her head to look at me.

    "You never did answer my question, and I just realized that. Would
you like to share a tent, and maybe watch each other, or maybe even
try getting intimate with each other?"

    I grinned again. "Pushy, aren't you?"

    She surprised me with her immediate riposte.

    "I'm a Bitch, and I think I'm in heat. Of course I'm pushy."

    I laughed. "Good point. Sounds impossible, but I've never seen any
movies or pictures Been afraid to take the risk. Yes, I'd like to
watch, and to be fair, I won't be too nervous if you want to watch us.
I've always wanted a second opinion."

    She nodded. "Second opinion. I've never let myself think about
that for very long. Too afraid that people will decide we're just
fucking each other, and it isn't love."

    "You nailed it."

    She stood and stretched. "I don't care which tent we use, but we'd
better not use any lights while it's dark. Just in case we're not the
only people who decided to head this way."

    I shivered before I stood. "Good idea. I can wait for daylight to
watch. You think Ivan will be ok with us there when he fucks you?"

    She thought about it, then shrugged. "Only one way to find out.
Keep your distance until we know, ok?"

    Then she giggled. "I wish you could see it. Since Delta is in
heat, and right there, he's going to be *intense* about things."

    I chuckled. "I can imagine. I get pretty focused when she's in
heat. Something in her scent makes me hornier than usual.

    "That reminds me. Is it going to cause problems to have her and
Ivan in the same tent while she's in heat?"

    "Umm. No."

    My eyebrows went up, even though it was too dark for her to see
them. "That was pretty categorical. Isn't he going to be more
interested in her than you?"

    "He's been trained to ignore a bitch in heat."

    "But he wanted to follow us and not pay attention to you?"

    She was silent a long time, and finally she decided to giggle.
"Since it's you, I can tell you. He knows to come to me for his sex
when there's a bitch in heat around. We've been doing it that way for
long enough that he knows how willing I am to let him fuck me when
that happens. He's male, and he knows he'll get to fuck me more than
usual, if we're around Delta. Of course he followed the two of you."

    "So once you start, he's going to ignore Delta?"

    "Yes. I've seen him ignore bitches who tried to seduce him, in
favor of trying to seduce *me* into fucking him."

    "Strange dog. Never heard of that happening."

    "Not strange. Experience, and used to getting laid regularly.
Which tent?"

    I used my flashlight and studied how our tents were placed.

    "Yours? Be easy to move mine so it blocks the view of anyone who
hikes in from the usual direction."

    "Sounds good. I'll help."

    We repositioned my tent, staked it down, and then found some
privacy to take care of personal stuff before I grabbed my sleeping
bag and the four of us crawled into her tent.

    While she closed all the window covers, I zipped the main entry
shut before we rearranged the sleeping bags and stretched out.

    It was pointless to try and avoid contact with each other, so we
didn't. Instead, we helped each other strip and once we were naked,
she rolled against me and sighed. "This is another reason I wanted you
to be interested in me. Hands."

    "Umm.. Yeah. I haven't felt hands during a cuddle ever since...
Then. I went celibate for a couple years, then got Delta to take with
me on hikes, for company. Never expected what happened."

    Before she answered, she flinched against me, then giggled and let
go. "That was Ivan's nose in my butt. Let me get him taken care of,
and you can finish your story after he ties. It's going to last a long
time, with Delta here."

    I felt more than saw her shift until she was on her hands and
knees, then I felt Ivan's leg brush against me as he started to mount
her.

    She grunted a few times, then gasped and sighed.

    There was silence, then she spoke very softly. "That was quick and
hard. He tied almost as soon as he mounted me. Wish there was enough
light so you could describe what we look like, but I know better than
to ask you to turn on the flashlight. I'm horny right now, but still
capable of thinking."

    I decided to chuckle. "So. You going to orgasm with him like
that?"

    "If I work myself some. He's driven enough right now that when he
withdraws, he'll work me over until he's done enough, then he'll
decide if he wants to mount me again, or just go to bed for the
night."

    "You sound like you're speaking from experience."

    She giggled. "Lots of it, and this isn't a bit embarrassing, like
I expected it to be. Guess I'm kind of an exhibitionist, and didn't
know it."

    I choked a little, because I couldn't decide if *I* was
embarrassed or not, now that it was actually happening.

    "OK, Jill. It's cliche'd, but it all happened so fast I didn't
have time to be embarrassed. What I *do* know I am, is horny. MInd if
I go ahead and fuck Delta?"

    "Carl, I couldn't stop you if you wanted to fuck *me*."

    "Huh. Ivan might have something to say about that, and he's in a
better position to tell me what he thinks. There's no way I can do
anything and not make some sort of contact with you, so I'll just
stretch out and see what happens."

    I felt her hand on me. "You seriously aren't interested in
exploring me?"

    I sighed and covered her hand with mine. "Of course I'm curious.
I'd like for all of us to be able to see each other so we can prevent
any problems that might start."

    She didn't say anything, so I went on, a little sadly, and
admitted the truth. "Just knowing it's happening is a turn on, and I
have an erection that's hurting, it's so intense. But... This time, I
want to use it on Delta, not you. Maybe later, because I'm sorta
curious about how it would feel to be fucking you while he's fucking
you, too."

    "I understand, because I wanted to fuck Ivan, and not you, while
Delta is in heat, to make it more intense for me."

    Her fingers tightened slightly, then relaxed a little. "You might
as well know that I've let Ivan fuck my ass fairly often. The first
time was accidental, and I was able to keep him from the tie. I liked
it enough that I eventually let him tie, and these days I usually
don't care where he winds up, or if he ties or not.

    "We're lovers, and that's what's important to me in the long run,
not the sex, as good as it can get sometimes."

    "I can understand that, because that's how I see my relationship
with Delta. I'll be devastated if I have to stop fucking her, but I
won't stop loving her, and I like to think she'll still love me, even
though I know she'll be a little disappointed if we ever have to stop
the fucking. She's been pretty clear that we have to do it pretty
regularly, or she gets obviously depressed."

    Jill was silent a long time, then she spoke in a whisper. "Please.
Fuck her. Not only because you both want it, but so I can know it's
happening. It will make you... More real to me, ok?"

    Instead of answering her directly, I disengaged her hand, then
shifted so my butt was next to her arm before I gently repositioned
Delta and inserted myself.

    Before I moved further I reached behind me and found her hand
again, then eased it across my body until it was in contact with my
stomach.

    When I let go I whispered. "Make it real for both of us, Jill."

    She knew what I hadn't said, and her hand moved slowly, until her
fingers were touching my penis and Delta's vulva, and applying a light
pressure on both of us

    "Is this real enough?"

    I sighed and started fucking Delta. "More real than I ever dared
to dream of. Thanks."

    "Likewise. Wish you could be touching me like this, but... Soon, I
promise."

    Inevitably, she moved her hand and petted Delta's stomach for
awhile, then, equally inevitably, she managed to start exploring my
crotch, which led to her fondling my balls and experimenting to see if
anything she did made it better for me.

    I was only slightly surprised when one of her fingers worked its
way into my ass, and eventually found my prostate and started
massaging it.

    Not surprisingly, that sent me over the edge and into a rapid
fucking that quickly ended when I orgasmed deep inside Delta.

    Instead of withdrawing her finger, she kept working me, until it
was obvious I had nothing more to give Delta, before she removed it.

    "You took that pretty calmly."

    I chuckled tiredly. "I had a choice? Seriously, I've experimented
over the years, and Cindy was... Pretty uninhibited. Wanton, to be
truthful. So by the time I decided I didn't need her any more, there
wasn't much we hadn't done together, except love each other. Took
Delta to teach me what love is."

    "Sounds like what happened between me and Ivan. I knew how to fuck
a guy and make him happy. But Ivan, when I finally relaxed enough to
learn what he was trying to teach me, showed me what love really is,
and what it means to be in love."

    I sighed. "Don't bother asking me if I'm in love with you. I
suppose it could happen, someday, because I don't want to lose the
friendship we already have."

    She sighed. "Wouldn't matter if you were. I'm still pretty scared
from what happened, even though it was a relaxed breakup without any
emotional scenes. When it was over I felt like I was a failure as a
woman, even though I hadn't been trying to change him."

    I rolled to my back so I could free one arm to let me touch her
face lightly. "What the fuck did he do to you, Jill? It had to be
something mental, right?"

    She pressed my hand into her cheek and started crying. "I told
you, sorta. He used me, that's all. I was never a person to him, just
someone he could fuck without needing to commit himself, and I let him
do that for over a year, before I finally accepted the reality of the
situation."

    I sighed. "Well, you've always been a person to me. I hope you
realize that."

    "I'm trying. It isn't easy to do yet, because for me, my sexuality
is a big part of who I am. Sure, you're about the closest friend I
have, but you haven't looked at me with the look that says you see my
sexuality..."

    I sighed. "Yeah. That goes both ways, I guess. I wasn't expecting
you to see me as a possible sex partner, because I haven't been
looking for a human one. Don't know enough to recognize the signals a
woman gives off when she thinks someone might become her lover. Only
signals I understand from humans are the ones that say 'fuck me as
soon as possible. If you'd been a bitch, I'd have known, and reacted a
long time ago, I like to think. Since you're a zoo, you must know what
it's like to have strange dogs come on to you all the time, right?
Well, it's the same for me and bitches. A lot of them seem to
understand I recognize what they are saying, when they start giving
sexual signals, and sometimes they embarrass me in front of people."

    She giggled a little. "If you were private, would you respond? I
know what you mean. Sometimes I forget and do things to strange dogs
that I only do to Ivan in private, and it gets them really turned on
if they are intact."

    I was suddenly glad for the darkness, because I knew I blushed
real red. "Since I'm trying to be honest, I have to admit I *have*
responded when I was sure I wouldn't get caught. No fucking, but for a
couple years there was this one bitch who ran free in this area, and
it wasn't unusual for her to join us in the tent, where I'd at least
rub her off before she left. I'm not sure if Delta minded or not, but
I always made sure to be a lot more caring with her after the other
bitch left, just to prove I still loved her and not the other one."

    "Ever find out what happened to her?"

    "Never tried. I always figured she had to belong to someone who
lived nearby, since she was always well groomed and wore a good collar
with current tags on it. No address or contact number, which I always
thought was odd, but whenever I thought about it, I figured whoever
owned her knew she was running free, and wasn't worried about her too
much. She never stayed long anyway, and she didn't always accept
sexual attention, but she did accept it more often than she refused.
That much I do remember."

    Jill giggled. "Ever think her owner might have been another zoo?"

    "Nahh... I was already used to bitches coming on to me, so I never
thought about that. Wouldn't have known what to look for, anyway. I
don't remember her ever being in heat, or dripping anything. It was
like she got off on the attention, and when it was over, it was over
until the next time we happened to meet."

    "That's weird. I don't know what to think about that. It's easy to
believe a bitch can come on to a human, since dogs do it all the time.
I have problems seeing any dog or bitch being that casual about sex
with a human."

    I chuckled. "Yeah. Took me several times before I realized she was
seeking us out when we were in the area, and it had to be for the sex,
because she never stayed to cuddle.

    "Hey, speaking of cuddling, are you still tied? You haven't moved,
and I don't think Ivan has, either."

    "We're still tied. I could force him out, but I like it too much
for that, and he's used to waiting until he's mostly deflated before
he shifts enough so his penis comes out. You worried?"

    "Nope. Curious. Wondering how you can manage to stay like that for
so long."

    She giggled. "It's what's happening on the inside, that helps me
ignore any discomfort. Not saying there's a lot going on, but it's
enough to keep me feeling pretty close to an orgasm, and it wouldn't
take much for me to trigger a few of them. Been forcing myself to keep
from doing that, because I want to be able to focus on you, too."

    I smiled into the darkness. "Thanks. Maybe someday I'll feel
comfortable enough to help with that, if Ivan will let me. I'm done
for awhile, so all I'll be able to do is keep petting Delta unless she
lets me know she's had enough."

    "Carl? Did you hear what you just said?"

    "Huh? Did I say something I shouldn't have?"

    "No. You said something I didn't know I needed to hear. Never
dreamed I would hear it from anyone, and especially not from you."

    "You going to tell me what it was?"

    "You said 'maybe someday'. That means you want to continue our
friendship, and see if we can work in the sexual stuff, right?"

    I stiffened, then relaxed. "Yeah. I do. I wasn't thinking about
anything more than exploring you and Ivan, and letting you explore me
and Delta. But you're right. To do that, we'd have to stay at least
friends who trust each other."

    I took a deep breath and let it out. "Odd, isn't it? All these
years, and we've never exchanged phone numbers or addresses, even
though we hike in the same areas a lot."

    She was silent for awhile, then she suddenly shifted and fell
forward.

    Then she rolled until she was on her back and moaned. Eventually
she caught her breath. "I'm going to be pretty unaware in a few
minutes. He's really working me and..."

    She shuddered and I could tell she was stifling a scream when she
frantically grabbed for her pillow and held it over her face.

    So I shifted my awareness to Delta, and gave her some focused
attention, like I usually did, instead of the absent minded stuff I'd
been doing while Jill and I chatted

    * * *

    Jill eventually relaxed after Ivan finished with her, and settled
for his nap, or whatever.

    I wasn't paying them too much attention by then, since I'd shifted
so Delta and I could cuddle while she fell asleep.

    The first awareness I had that things had changed was when Jill
shifted herself so she could spoon against my back.

    "Carl? I'm back."

    "Finally? Is it always that intense?"

    "Finally. No. Only when..."

    "Ah. Ok. How you feeling?"

    "Satiated. You?"

    "Relaxed and ready to call it a night."

    "I know we couldn't really see anything, but was it as special for
you as it was for me, anyway?"

    I chuckled. "Yeah, I guess it was special. Sorry if I don't sound
real enthused. I may be relaxed now, but I recovered enough to
reinsert myself in Delta, and cuddle with her while she fell asleep.
Don't want to move or break the connection, ya know?"

    "Really? Did you fuck her again, too?"

    "No, and I'm limp, so it wouldn't take much to get me to fall
out."

    "Umm. When he's in the right mood, Ivan will let me fuck him in a
position that lets us go to sleep with him inside me. That's the
closest we can get to a sexual cuddle."

    Then she carefully hugged me. "Don't know why I called it a sexual
cuddle. It's just sharing the afterglow."

    "Hmm... I don't know, Jill. Sure, it's sharing the afterglow, but
for me it's always been more than that, somehow. Don't know if I can
explain it, because I've never thought about the differences that
much. Never had anyone I could try and explain them to."

    She snuggled against me. "You don't have to try. Mind if I get
comfortable before I go to sleep?"

    I had to chuckle. "You mean you aren't comfortable, yet? G'Night,
Jill."

    "Mmm. Night, Carl. Thanks for everything you've done, tonight."

    * * *

    It was still dark when something woke me up. It took me a few
seconds to remember where I was, then I rolled over to see what Jill
was doing.

    She must have felt me move.

    "Tried not to wake you up."

    I finally decided to chuckle. "It's ok. I'm used to waking up
unexpectedly because Delta wants attention, or has to go out."

    "Attention. Ivan was pawing me and wouldn't leave me alone. I
didn't want him to stop, so I acted normal and got on my hands and
knees again. You must have been really tired, though, because this is
our second tie, not the first. Delta even nosed us briefly, then left
us alone. Don't know what she did after that, but I did hear slurping
sounds before it got quiet again."

    "Slurpping sounds?"

    "Yes."

    "Gods... I can't believe I didn't wake up. She's done it before,
but usually I wake up and either let her finish, or go ahead and fuck
her."

    Jill giggled. "I guess she gave up, because unless you orgasm
really fast, she didn't do anything long enough."

    "Huh. I remember one time I woke up and my dick was red and my
crotch was raw from her licking. Took me a couple days to recover
enough I felt like fucking again."

    "Weird. All the times we've camped in the same area, I don't
remember you being a heavy sleeper."

    "I'm not, usually. Most of that is just Delta noticing something
before I do, and waking me up so she can check it out."

    "Pretty much the same with Ivan, unless he wants action of another
type, like he does tonight. Hope you don't mind."

    "Why should I mind, except for no light to see what's happening."

    She sighed a little. "I know. I don't feel right about not being
able to see each other the first time we fucked the dogs. That was
special, and I feel a little cheated about it."

    I sighed. "I don't know what I feel about that. It was special
enough to know you were doing it, and ok with me fucking Delta. When
you helped, that made it more intense than I'm used to. Maybe that's
why I didn't wake up. All that tension I got rid of, that I've been
doing my best to ignore all these years."

    She sighed, then laughed a little. "Listen to us. We're naked
together after all the years we've known each other, and it has to
reek of sex in here. Ivan's tied with me...

    "And all we're doing is *talking*."

    I laughed and fumbled carefully until I found her nearest arm,
then followed it to her body while keeping alert for anything Ivan
might do to tell me I shouldn't be paying attention to Jill.

    I brushed against his leg, but he didn't react, so I moved to her
chest and explored a little and petted her like I did Delta.

    "This better?"

    "Yes! Gods... That's incredible..."

    She trailed off and I waited, while keeping up the slow petting.

    "Uhh... Carl? You be ok if I fantasize it's Ivan doing that while
he's fucking me?"

    I had to think about that a long time, because it reminded me of
how Cindy hadn't worried about who's name she happened to use when she
was being fucked. On the other hand, I'd always wished Delta hand
hands so she could do things like massage me back.

    "Jill? Sorry it took me so long to answer. I might have a problem
with it, but I'll be imagining it's Delta sometimes when you do it to
me, so I think I can work past it. Some of that past with Cindy. She
never cared who's name she spoke when we were fucking and it was just
something we all got used to. You're going to be doing it because you
love Ivan, instead of because you can't be bothered to remember who
you're with, so that should help me adjust."

    "That's a strange answer. So, as long as I don't say his name out
loud when you do something I like, you'll probably be ok?"

    I sighed. "I don't know. Just react, ok? I know you love him, and
he's who you're focused on. Don't worry about it for now. It's not
like we're *real* lovers and I should be jealous. I don't think I
could be, after what happened with Cindy."

    "Sounds like you guys treated Cindy like she was a whore, not a
real person."

    I sighed. "Yeah. She was just a way to get laid, not a real
girlfriend. A guy had to be really innocent to let himself get any
feelings for her. I don't remember that happening, ever. She was just
too... Obviously indifferent to us as people. If we had a dick and an
erection, and she needed it, that was all she cared about."

    "Strange woman."

    "Yeah. Know something *real* strange about her? She wasn't les, bi
or even willing to experiment with bestiality. A couple of guys
suggested *that*, to tease her, and she cut them off until they
apologized and found ways to make it up to her. She was violently het,
which, looking back, made her really, really odd."

    Jill sighed. "Just keep doing whatever you feel like doing. I need
the touch of hands right now, even though we've gotten morbid. I know
you really care, and since I'm doing this more for Ivan than I am
myself, which is weird to admit to someone, but I think you know what
I mean, I want to feel like someone cares for me as a person, ya
know?"

    I sighed. "Yeah. I guess I do know. Don't be surprised if I have
trouble believing you are doing things to me because you see me as a
person, instead of as ways to make the sex better for yourself, when
you get the chance."

    She shifted a little, then moaned when I stroked lower on her
chest. "Hey. That's weird. Closer you get to... My pubic area, the
better it feels. That never happened when a guy was fucking me and
doing it himself."

    I laughed. "Ok. Just remember, no matter how much you want me to,
I'm not going to go much further and risk upsetting Ivan when I can't
see what he's doing."

    "Don't blame you..."

    Her voice trailed off into a low moan, so I kept quiet and did
what I could to satisfy my own curiosity, and make her feel good.

    Eventually I felt Ivan shift and his leg brushed my arm as he got
off of her.

    I paused to see what was going to happen, and when I felt Jill
lurch forward, I knew he was cleaning her, so I went back to petting
her.

    Eventually she reached and grabbed my hand.

    "Thanks. You can stop for now. I don't want to neglect you, but
he's stretched out between me and the tent for some cuddling. Let me
get comfortable with him, then it's your turn to spoon, ok? Might be a
good time to let me introduce the two of you so we can find out how he
feels about you petting him under these conditions. He's an attention
pig with me, but I don't know if that will be true when you start
petting him after he's fucked me."

    I suddenly chuckled after she finished. "You know, we'll all be
innocently cuddling, right? No reason we can't dim one of the
flashlights somehow, for a little light."

    She giggled. "Don't need a flashlight for that. I have a modified
led tent lantern I can set up. It's just bright enough I can see what
I'm doing. Only use it when I know we're going to be doing things that
are innocent."

    She fumbled until she found her pack, then I heard her digging in
it briefly. There was a subdued click, and suddenly we had a real dim
amber light that was just bright enough I could see her and Ivan, and
when I looked, Delta, who was either asleep, or ignoring us while she
was curled up at the foot of my sleeping bag.

    I recognized the light she was using. "I didn't know they made
those in amber."

    "They don't. I used a lot of nail polish until I had it dim
enough."

    She hung it from the loop hanging from the top of her tent, then
lay down and snuggled with Ivan.

    It wasn't any different than what I'd seen many times before when
she petted him in public, or while we happened to be sharing a blanket
and staring at the stars, if you ignored the fact she was naked, and
was pressed close enough she was able to wrap a leg over him.

    "Comfortable? I see he isn't complaining."

    "He wouldn't even if he wasn't exhausted. I know the signs, so I'm
not working his penis like I do sometimes. Give me one of your hands.
You've petted him before, so the only worry I have is how he's going
to feel about it this soon after he's fucked me."

    I held a hand where she could see it and grab it. She took it, and
moved it until it was next to his nose.

    One eye opened, an ear twitched, and he sniffed it briefly before
he closed his eye, let out a little sigh and ignored it when she put
my hand on his forehead and used it to pet him.

    "Nibble him with your fingers a little while I slide your hand
around. Love nibbles, ya know?"

    "Yeah. I know the kind you mean."

    She had my hand on his chest when she slowly took her leg off his
body. "Don't get nervous. He wanted me to move it."

    "Oh?"

    She giggled. "Yes. Watch. This should be something you're used to
with Delta, I bet. Keep nibbling."

    I did, she started moving my hand again and I couldn't stop my
gasp when he started moving.

    "Relax. All he's doing is getting more comfortable."

    When he stopped moving, he was sprawled on his back with his legs
spread, and even though the light was dim, I could see that the tip of
his penis was exposed.

    Jill kept moving my hand, but now she was working it along side
his penis, while I kept up the nibbles.

    One leg flinched a little, then it relaxed again, and Ivan just
lay there, sucking up the attention.

    "Keep petting him, gently. You know what to do, right?"

    "Yeah."

    She let go of my hand and shifted hers until she was slowly
stroking along his sheath. He hunched slightly, then relaxed again and
I could see that his penis was swelling.

    Eventually he was mostly sheathed, but swollen, and I could see
spurts of liquid go into her now cupped hand.

    Every once in awhile she'd change hands, and rub his ejaculate
over her body.

    "Mmm... Makes the walks home entertaining when we meet other male
dogs, ya know?"

    "I bet. Maybe I'm weird about this but... Would you mind if I work
your clit and cunt for awhile? I need something to do with my hand,
and while I'd worked guys when Cindy pulled a train, I'd rather be
doing a female, and Delta's still settled at the end of my sleeping
bag, so I don't want to disturb her. She'll let me know when she's
ready for more attention."

    "Umm... Do you care which hole you use when you're fucking?"

    "With Delta, yes. We've never done any anal sex. With Cindy, I got
used to doing whatever she wanted, sexually. Been a lot of years, but
I think that as long as I have an erection, I won't care where it
winds up, with you."

    She sighed. "I'm starting to think that in a weird way, we were
meant for each other. All we need to do is figure out how to talk to
each other so we sound... More caring, because I know that you're a
pretty gentle and caring man, even though you don't sound like it
right now."

    It was my turn to sigh. "Sorry. I talk to Delta all the time, but
I know it's the tones and actions that she listens to the most, so
I've never worried about what words I use when we're private."

    "So, Carl, think you could fuck me in the ass while I keep working
Ivan? I don't want to break the mood by rolling to face you or
shifting so you get better access to my cunt."

    I moved my hand to her, and stroked her inner thighs. "Only one
way to find out. Going to feel strange, fucking a woman I have
emotional feeling for. I do have a question, though."

    "Oh?"

    "What do I use for a lube?"

    She giggled. "Don't worry about it. That last tie was in my ass.
He cleaned me up pretty good, but I can tell I'm still seeping. Should
be plenty left for you to use."

    I blushed. "Oh. I forgot about that. Twice, huh? Let me get
comfortable, since I do have an erection that isn't going away, thanks
mostly to Delta's scent, but you're helping it, too."

    "Thanks. Be gentle. I'm still feeling a little tender. I'll let
you know if I get uncomfortable."

    "Thanks. I have a feeling if I got too rough, Ivan would have
something to say about it, too."

    "Good point."

    She rolled her hips slightly, and shifted her top leg enough that
I could see how wet she was, and it helped the way I felt, a lot. Then
a thought surfaced.

    "Mmm... I can see how wet you are. Good thing you want it anally.
I don't carry condoms. Haven't bought any for years, unless I know
Delta and I are going somewhere I have to be extra cautious."

    She was silent a long time. "You know, I haven't thought about sex
with a guy in so many years, I went off the pill. I'm not using any
birth control at all, these days."

    She sighed. "Damn. Sorry to put it all on you, Carl. I was never
that careless before."

    "Relax. It doesn't embarrass me to buy condoms. I don't remember
if I have any at home, but it's a short trip to the store, if I don't
have them."

    I snuggled against her back, then wiped my penis between her
thighs and ass cheeks, coating it.

    She mmmed again, then I felt her tense slightly before she relaxed
and opened herself when I lined up and started pushing gently.

    "You ok?"

    She shifted her hips backwards in invitation. "I'm fine. Don't
worry about me, unless you're unusually large. I don't remember
thinking you were huge when I fondled you while you were fucking
Delta, so unless you're real long, I know you aren't bigger than Ivan
when he's tied."

    I decided to chuckle into her neck. "I'm average, I guess. About
six and a half inches long, maybe one and three quarters of an inch in
diameter. How big is he?"

    She pushed back again, and quickly engulfed me until I was as far
in as our bodies would allow.

    She felt... Squishy. And while she was loose, she wasn't as loose
as I remembered Cindy being.

    "Ivan is seven and a half inches long in front of his knot To the
base of his knot, he's about ten inches long. About the same diameter
as you, I think. Hard to tell because of the shape of his dick.

    "You feel good, Carl. You don't have to fuck me unless you want
to. I'll settle for feeling like the two of us are sharing the
afterglow, if that's all you want to do."

    "A 'sexual cuddle'?"

    She giggled. "Very sexual."

    I got the hint, started slowly fucking her, and didn't worry about
trying to orgasm, yet.

    Eventually she sighed, which sounded like she had mixed emotions,
then she asked me to stop my movements.

    I did, and she shifted to ease me out, then she rolled until she
could face me and resnuggle. "Thanks. I was hoping you had the control
to be gentle and not orgasm. I needed it that way, a lot."

    Then she kissed me, more seriously than I'd ever been kissed
before.

    "I'd love to lie here and talk, but I'm almost asleep. Wish it was
safe to fuck normally, because I want it, with you."

    I sighed. "I'm not worried about orgasming when I fuck. Delta
didn't take long to teach me that the sex is important when you love
each other, but I don't have to orgasm every time. When she's not in
heat, she seems to prefer long slow fucks that keep me hard and inside
her. Can't tell you how she made that clear, but somehow she did."

    "Ummhmm... I wonder which of us lives the closest? Suddenly I want
some real privacy, so we don't have to worry."

    I hugged her. "I bet I do. Otherwise I think we'd see each other
more often when we go hiking. Delta and I hiked in directly from our
house."

    She stiffened. "You're *that* close?"

    "Yes."

    "Would you mind cutting your weekend trip short?"

    "Not a bit. Hadn't planned on it, of course, but it won't bother
me to pack up and head home in the morning. You want to join me?"

    "Mmm!"

    She didn't say anything more, just started exploring my chest.

    Wasn't very long before she stopped and shifted slightly before
her breathing slowed enough I knew she'd gone to sleep.

    I moved carefully, and she murmured a little and tightened her
grip on me. I waited, moved again, and this time managed to reach and
fumble with the light until I found the switch and turned it off.

    Then I found my pillow and arranged it so I was comfortable...

    And went to sleep, myself.

    * * *

    This time, I woke up to a tongue licking my ear enthusiastically.

    "Good morning, Delta. Let me get my robe on."

    She paused as soon as I started speaking, then sneezed when I
finished.

    By then Jill had come awake, and she kissed me tenderly before she
disengaged herself. "Morning, Carl. I heard, so I'll get mine on,
too."

    We separated, and managed to get our robes on even though her tent
wasn't big enough to stand up in.

    Jill spotted me trying to figure out a way to hide my morning
erection, and giggled. "Relax. It will only be a problem if we have
company. Since the dogs didn't go off last night, I think that's
pretty unlikely."

    I managed a passable snort. "Maybe Ivan goes off when company
shows up. Delta sleeps through earthquakes, and it wouldn't be the
first time she ignored the arrival of company in favor of getting her
sleep.

    "I was lucky the first time it happened. Horny teenagers had
camped nearby, and they were still in their tent when I opened the
door while I was still naked, to let her out on her leash. I've at
least put on a robe or shorts, ever since, before I open up."

    She laughed. "Ivan has to know everything that's going on if he
thinks he hears something outside. I've had him suddenly lose interest
in me and want to go out. Used to be a problem, but now that I'm used
to him, it's usually easy to relax enough he can pull out without
causing me any pain, even if he's tied in my ass."

    I shook my head with mixed weariness and amusement. "Amazing, how
open and honest we are already. I remember thinking you were loose and
squishy, but not as loose as Cindy was. Figured it was because of
experience, of course. Never thought about Ivan's knot stretching you
more than usual. Cindy got off on being fisted sometimes, so she was
gaping even before I started fucking her.

    Jill giggled, then lost it and laughed. Eventually she managed to
sober some and she grinned at me.

    "The more hints you give me, the more I want to hear your story.
I've done a lot, of course, but it sounds like you and Cindy managed
to get pretty wild and kinky."

    I managed a shrug. "Hormones, I guess, and as long as it involved
her getting attention, and something that involved one of her holes,
she'd do it at least once. Yeah. things could get pretty wild, really
fast, when she was in the right mood."

    I held up my clenched fists. "It was awkward to do, but more than
once, I had these in her cunt and ass while she sucked me off. That
only happened when there wasn't another guy around to help. There was
one time she pulled a train for the entire night. Even made it a point
to tell us to keep fucking her when she passed out."

    Jill was watching me oddly. "And you didn't have a problem with
that?"

    "Nope. I did all my thinking with my dick back then. Wasn't long
after that, that I figured out that waking up with a raw dick every
morning wasn't the best thing I could be doing, especially when..."

    She waited me out until she realized I wasn't going to say
anything.

    "When?"

    I sighed. "It's not like you wouldn't find out anyway. Can't
believe I'm embarrassed about this, after what's already happened."

    "Embarrassed? You shouldn't be."

    "Yeah, well, where I'm from, the one thing a guy doesn't do, is
admit he's gay, or bi, unless it's while he's helping fuck a woman at
the same time. Then, any gay stuff is ok, cause it just sorta happens
during all the excitement."

    "Are you trying to say you're bisexual, and you enjoy it?"

    "Yeah. At least I did back then. The orgasms I had when I was
fucking Cindy while a guy was ramming himself into me, were awesome. I
nearly passed out a few times, they were so intense. That was mostly
why guys would let it happen, for the extra intensity when we were
fucking. No way were we gay, you know?"

    She was staring at me when I finished. "That's... I don't know
what it is, really. But now I have to ask before we go out and act
normal. Are you saying you'd like to try Ivan?"

    I blushed and looked down. "Yes, someday. Don't know if I could
handle his knot, but if I restretch myself and work up to it again,
his length isn't going to be a problem. There was this guy in the
class behind me we used to tease by calling him 'The Club'. Seemed
like every time we saw him he was longer and thicker. Luckily, by the
time he quit growing, he'd learned control and didn't just ram himself
into whoever he was fucking. Cindy even demanded he use some control
unless he was ass fucking her. When I last saw him... Oh, hell, the
last time he fucked me up the ass before I quit fucking people, he was
about eleven inches long and at least two inches in diameter."

    I finally looked up and surprised her with a grin. "It was
uncomfortable until I was nearing my own orgasm, but I was able to
take all of him once he worked me a little so everything inside
adjusted to him being there."

    She stared at me some more, shook her head from side to side in
what I assumed was disbelief, then decided to smile. "Well, I don't
think I'm going to be able to shock you, and that will be a nice
change. Lets see what's out there, before these guys decide to open
the door on their own. You ready?"

    I hooked Delta's leash, then nodded. "Ready."

    "Good."

    She unzipped and let Ivan lead her out, then Delta and I followed
them.

    A quick scan of the area confirmed we were still alone, so both of
us relaxed, but kept our talking confined to the stuff we usually
discussed when we hadn't seen each other for a few weeks.

    We were settled at our stoves when she smacked Ivan's nose
lightly, and he sneezed at her. "Idiot. You know how close you can
get."

    I chuckled. "He learns fast. I noticed that he'd checked out
Delta, but he hasn't tried to paw her again."

    She smiled. "Told you so. If this had happened during the first
couple years, we couldn't have slept with them together in the same
tent."

    I grinned. "Would it have been fucking or fighting?"

    She sighed. "I don't know. Fucking, I hope, if he didn't get the
message that she wasn't interested."

    I sobered. "I told you about her getting loose. I think that back
then she wasn't as bonded, so most likely, she would have accepted his
advances."

    She nodded and checked her food before she spoke again.
"Experience. Maturity. Something, anyway."

    She looked around and sighed a little. "Thanks for agreeing to cut
your weekend short and invite me. I wasn't expecting what happened."

    I chuckled. "It isn't a problem. How long can you stay? I have a
big bed, of course, because when someone decides it's hers, anything
smaller and I wouldn't be able to find room for me without moving her.
I also have a modified hide-a-bed in the den that you can use."

    "Modified?"

    "Yes. I got tired of those damn rods so I bolted some plywood
across the sections so it's smooth when it's unfolded. We like to
settle on it with the patio door and curtains open during summer
rainstorms. Nice in the winter when it's snowing outside, too, since I
don't have an enclosed porch. It's against the wall opposite the door,
so as long as the lights are off, it takes a good ir viewer to see us
and you can only do that in the winter, when the leaves are off the
trees. I've hiked across the valley and checked."

    She laughed. "Valley? You're full of surprises."

    "I suppose. Got lucky out of high school, you know that. Been at
the same job ever since, so when this mountain cabin suddenly became
available, I took a chance and they approved the loan. Payments aren't
bad, but still, to make it, I tend to confine most of our hikes to
trails in this area."

    She nodded and loaded her plate. "I remember you telling me you
were buying instead of renting."

    I matched her actions, and managed to keep some of my food for
myself.

    Delta nudged me to get my attention and I laughed at her.

    "Greedy. You ate already."

    She sneezed anyway, and kept using her eyes, which, worked, like
it usually did.

    Both dogs got our plates, then we cleaned up and got busy with
repacking everything.

    Wasn't long before we had all the packs ready, and had picked up
our trash and some of what other people had left.

    When we did that, we looked at each other and sighed.

    Jill said it for both of us. "Not as bad as it usually is."

    "Early in the season, I guess."

    "Maybe. Price of gas went up, again."

    "True. And salaries haven't. You ready?"

    "When you are."

    I grinned at her and hooked my arm. "Share the trail with us?"

    She came over and linked. "Might as well. We're headed the same
direction."

    Both of were laughing when we stepped out.

    Both dogs hit the ends of their leashes, looked back with
surprised looks, then Ivan sneezed his disgust at our slow pace and
put some slack in his leash.

    Delta didn't bother doing anything to show she was frustrated, she
simply slowed until she was at my side, then matched our pace. Her
tail was vertical and her head was up, so I knew she wasn't upset.

    Jill had watched, of course, and she was smiling when I glanced at
her. "Lot different than what I saw yesterday. You two weren't very
far from a jog when you went past us."

    I looked down and smiled. "Sometimes I think she doesn't care, as
long as we're obviously going to be moving for awhile. She's used to
matching my moods, too."

    "Ivan's the same way, usually. Your yard fenced? You've never
said, that I can remember."

    "Not much of one around the property line. Only four foot field
fencing, but she honors it so I never worried about it, just check it
regularly to make sure it's intact and the gates are closed."

    "Keeping it intact is a problem?"

    "Only during the winter. Seems like there's always a snowmobiler
who either ignores the signs or doesn't see the posts, so they get
tangled up in it, then leave the damage for me to find, instead of
taking the time to let me know.

    "Rest of the year, it's usually the forest service folks who leave
a gate open, even though they're supposed to close them. I quit
worrying about it years ago, and fenced the area around the cabin so I
can turn Delta loose when she's not in her kennel. Usually, she's with
me on the road."

    "You've mentioned that before. Wish I could have Ivan with me, but
he's just too big to take to the office, and there's no place for him
to relax, anyway."

    "Office? You change jobs again? I thought you were working in a
secretarial pool."

    "Promoted. I'm in charge of it, now, so they gave me some privacy.
That's the reason we haven't been out as much. Lots of reorganizing
and work I had to bring home, until I got settled in and organized
again. Feels strange, sometimes, to be on the other end of the
intercom."

    Then she giggled. "Window makes up for it, even though all I get
to see is the building next door."

    I chuckled and then the two of us stayed silent until we got to
the parking lot.

    When we got to her car I grinned and pointed at a service gate.
"Let me get it unlocked and you can bring your car in so they don't
ticket you for staying too long."

    Her jaw went slack, then she recovered and turned to stare at me
in shock.

    I nodded, then gestured grandly. "That's part of my backyard.
Cabin's surrounded by trees, so folks don't know it's there unless
it's winter. Used to belong to the local ranger, but he knew I loved
the area, and he offered it to me when he decided to retire and move
to the city."

    "Oh. Wow. I can understand why you went for it."

    "Yep."

    She tossed their packs in the trunk and by the time she had Ivan
loaded, I had the gate open. When she went through I pointed. "Go
right at the first chance you get. Cabin's about another half mile.
Road is graded, so you shouldn't miss it. If you go over a cattle
grate, you've gone too far."

    "Thanks. Need a ride?"

    "We'll walk, thanks. Used to it, and I might as well check this
part of the fence line."

    "Ok."

    Once I had the gate locked again I turned Delta loose. "Headed
home, girl. Relax."

    She bounced off to do her own exploring while I ambled down the
road and kept my eye on the fence, and her.

    When we got to the turn, Jill was leaning on her car and Ivan was
loose. He spotted Delta and the two of them started romping together.

    When I got to Jill she was smiling. "You want to take her pack off
and toss it in the car?"

    "Nope. She knows the rule. If she leaves with it on, she comes
back with it on."

    "Ok. Makes sense, I guess."

    I laughed and hugged her since I knew we couldn't be seen. "Go
ahead. Won't take us long now."

    She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me hungrily.

    When she pulled away I was seriously considering breaking the
rules so we could get home quicker, but I managed to catch myself.

    Both of us were breathing a bit raggedly, and I finally grinned at
her. "Damn good try. But I'm still walking. Haven't seen any fresh
tire tracks or foot prints, so unless someone has hiked in the long
way, we're private."

    She finally slowed her breathing. "Good!"

    She paused with her hand on the door handle and went hipshot.
"I'll be waiting."

    I leered and she was giggling when she got in and settled.

    When she started the car Ivan looked at it, then decided she was
more important than Delta, and went over to lead her in. Delta
surprised me by joining him, so that was the way we traveled home.

    She drove slowly, so she was still in sight when she went through
the main gate and parked.

    I trudged through, closed and locked it while Delta bounced around
me, then, before I headed for the cabin, I made sure the walk through
gate was closed and locked.

    Nobody had keys to them, so once that was done, I relaxed
completely.

    By the time I got to the porch, Delta was waiting impatiently, so
I bent down and removed her pack. She shook herself, then ran off,
with Ivan happily chasing her.

    Jill came up, then turned and leaned on the rail. "It's
beautiful."

    I slid out of my pack and set it aside. "Yep. I know."

    "Two questions. How private are we and where's your bathroom?"

    I laughed. "During good weather, I'm a nudist, and impulsive.
Through the door and go straight back. Bathroom's the only room with a
door on it."

    Her eyebrows went up. "Through the door? You don't have to unlock
it?"

    "Yep. Never had a lock on it and when I thought about it, it makes
sense. Got a safety chain on the inside, but that's it. Anyone gets
this far, they'll have all the time they need to break in if we're not
here. There's a key to the main gate at the station, in case of an
emergency. Valuables are in a pretty solid safe. Anything else, they
can have, as long as they leave Delta on those rare times I leave her
home."

    "Ever have problems?"

    "Not yet. Rangers know the hours I keep, so they keep an eye on
the place for me and make sure Delta's ok if she happens to be here. I
usually leave her at the ranger station, in their kennel, when I have
to leave her at home."

    "Be right back."

    I was leaning on the railing and watching the dogs play when she
returned and stood behind me.

    "Nice view, but if you turn around, there's a better one."

    "Really? Be hard to beat those mountains and trees."

    She laughed. "I'm willing to try."

    That finally got my attention, and when I got my head turned
enough I froze at the sight that greeted me.

    "Well?"

    "Hell if I know if it's a better view. I'm not interested in just
looking, you know?"

    She joined me at the railing. "What? No shock? You're not scared
or nervous?"

    "Guess not. After Cindy, and last night, I doubt if you could
shock me."

    "You ever have any other relationships with women? Friendship, at
least?"

    "You've been about it. Had Delta all these years. Casual banter,
once I moved away from where I grew up and left my reputation behind."

    "You haven't brought a woman home, have you?"

    "Nope. How'd you figure that out?"

    "I'd like to tease you and say 'feminine intuition', but it's
obvious."

    "Oh?"

    "Man with your relaxed attitude, with a place of his own like
this, doesn't bring a woman in unless he's pretty serious about her,
or could get serious, right?"

    "Right."

    "So, under these conditions, any woman who gets this far, is going
to start thinking she has a chance to go domestic in the big way,
especially if she's known you as many years as I have."

    I froze, then sighed. "I'm not that inexperienced, Jill. Won't say
no, won't say yes. Best I can do is not close the possibility out, ok?
Delta has been the answer to most of my dreams, but sure, there are
things she can't be for me, and I know it."

    "Thanks. Carl. I'll try not to apply pressure but it won't be
easy. I love Ivan, but like you, I've always hungered for more. I'm
only a woman, after all."

    I smiled and wrapped an arm around her waist. "You're easy to be
around, and I guess I could learn to love you. In the meantime, you're
welcome here, and can stay as long as you want, or come and go as you
please. There's a set extra keys to the gates in the kitchen and you
can take it with you when you leave."

    "You're not worried about me stealing something?"

    "Nothing I can't replace if it goes away. The important stuff is
in the safe, remember? Besides. I already trust you more than I ever
thought I'd trust someone."

    "Thanks. What I'd want can't be stolen, anyway, and you've already
given me more of them than I expected."

    "Oh?"

    "Memories. Good ones."

    "Ah. I see."

    "Figured you would. Didn't take me long to figure out being
average was an act."

    I sighed. "Wouldn't know if it's an act or not. Just the way I've
always been, two people. Not many have seen the private me."

    She nodded. "I guess act is the wrong word. Don't know what else
to call it. You're not a chameleon who changes completely to match the
people he's around. That was easy to spot, once we started hiking
together."

    Then she smiled and turned to me. "Mind if I unwrap you? I'm
feeling naked, with you staying dressed."

    I laughed and stripped. "Sorry. Mind is elsewhere. You've got me
thinking thoughts I usually hide from."

    "Oh?"

    "Remembering how cynical I used to be, before I grew up."

    "Cindy?"

    "Partly."

    "Tell me?"

    I leaned on the rail again and let my body make contact with hers.

    "Not a lot to tell, if you know the type of person I used to be,
and the crowd I ran in.

    "Funny thing about that. It really wasn't that long, maybe a few
months after I started getting laid, that I wanted more from a girl.

    "I tried a few times, but it was too late. I was already wild, and
now that I ran with Cindy, none of the even halfway respectable girls
would have anything to do with me."

    "Contamination?"

    "Exactly. I wanted pillow talk about our dreams and fears. That
sort of stuff, but all they ever saw was how wild I was, and how we
treated Cindy. Didn't matter that it was the way she was, and we were
walking hormone problems. They didn't trust anyone who had fucked
Cindy more than a few times.

    "If we were the type of guy they wanted, we were supposed to treat
ALL women with respect and gentleness most of the time. It didn't
matter that most often Cindy egged us on in public, enough that
treating her like the community slut was the easiest thing to do,
because she wanted it that way."

    She sighed. "Any of you ever try to change her?"

    "I don't remember, but I doubt it. Maybe the first few tried. I
remember the counselors tried a few times, then gave up before I got
involved with her. Small enough town that when the adults gave up on a
kid, the kids gave up, too."

    "So. By the time she took your virginity, she was already a
whore?"

    "Harsh, but true. She was in and out of the clinic so often,
nobody bothered with condoms when they fucked her. We had this pact.
With her, it didn't matter, but anyone who fucked another girl or
woman, used condoms when they did, or only fucked them in the ass or
mouth. and even then, most of the guys were paranoid enough they used
a condom for anal sex if they weren't fucking Cindy."

    "You guys were weird."

    "I suppose. We figured it was the smart thing to do, since she
wasn't going to do anything to make sure we didn't get something nasty
from her, other than her weekly checkups. Besides, think about it.
None of us were the types of guys you wanted to piss off by giving
them an STD."

    She giggled. "A real gang, huh?"

    "I suppose. We never thought of ourselves as one. Just a bunch of
good old boys having fun."

    A sudden thought made me laugh. "Want to hear something funny? I
just realized each generation, say about ten years apart, had their
own 'whore' that was pretty much available to anyone who wanted her,
at any time. Nobody crossed generation lines more than once, either."

    "More than once?"

    "Yeah. gonna sound strange, but once you graduated, you were
expected to stick to whoever you started with. It was ok to fuck older
women, but you stayed away from the other pass arounds. As for younger
women or girls...

    "No. Once you graduated, fucking anyone who was still in school
was forbidden. If you did, and someone found out, you got beaten
pretty badly and warned the next time you'd be killed and left in the
fields."

    "Anyone ever get killed?"

    "Once. Pedo from some city somewhere moved in. He raped a few
schoolgirls one weekend. Guess he couldn't resist the seeming lack of
concern for their welfare.

    "Everyone compared notes, and when we realized who it had to be,
the response was immediate. The parents of the girls got together,
confronted him and gave him a chance to reform, in spite of the way
they felt.

    "He got belligerent, they decided he wasn't going to change
because by then someone had checked on the net, so they quit wasting
their time and killed him. Whole town knew, of course, but nobody said
anything when the investigators went though, so the case was dropped."

    "You're saying they got away with cold blooded murder?"

    "Wasn't anything cold blooded about it. He was put on trial and
convicted by his own testimony."

    "That's not what I meant."

    "I know. The guy got angry and made the mistake of getting mouthy.
Said we were lucky he hadn't decided to kill the kids after he was
done, like he usually did, but he'd thought we were all so country and
stupid and careless, we wouldn't care. After all, it was easy enough
to make new ones."

    "I think you just let something slip, there."

    "Oh?"

    "You said we. Were you there?"

    "Not for the execution. Mom and dad made me leave. Everyone made
their kids leave. Some things, you didn't do in front of kids. Killing
a pedo was one of them."

    She stayed silent long enough for me to sigh. "I had to be there,
Jill. One of the girls he raped was my sister. That was the night I
grew up, and realized there were more important things in life than
getting laid whenever I felt horny. I looked into that man's eyes...
And suddenly saw myself--if I lost control."

    "Ohmygod..."

    She turned and pressed herself against me. "I never would have
known. Thanks for trusting me."

    I hugged her back. "You asked for my story."

    She sighed and pulled away slightly to study my face. "No
remorse?"

    "None. Took me years to forgive my parents for not letting me
help. They understood my anger and waited me out. I apologized to them
years ago. Never forget the haunted, yet prideful look in my father's
eyes when he told me he hoped I'd never find myself in a situation
like that, but sometimes, when someone has thumbed his nose at the law
and justice too many times, people had to make the hard choice, to
save the lives of people they loved, or even strangers they'd never
meet."

    She kissed me tenderly. "You know something? I thought I'd put my
past behind me when I settled into life as a successful career woman.
Guess I didn't. I wasn't raised to be around wimps who didn't know how
to be men, and I just realized that's what I've been doing, unless I
was around you. No wonder we fit together so easily when we first met
on the trail years ago."

    She smiled at me and stroked my cheek lightly. "We're country, you
and I, and that's all we'll ever be."

    I shook my head in disbelief. "You're not going to turn us in, or
anything like that? There's no statute of limitations for murder."

    She laughed. "You said it yourself. It was an execution, duly
carried out after a trial in front of his peers."

    "You have a strange way of looking at it."

    She sobered. "Do I? Or have you forgotten your roots that much?
Laws are for lawyers, and people who hide from personal
responsibility."

    I had to laugh at her return to being serious, but then I suddenly
sobered and studied her until her chin came up.

    "We've known each other for about six years, right?"

    "Something like that."

    "And we've fucked, so we know we're sexually compatible, too."

    She studied me warily. "Where are you going with this?"

    Instead of answering I went to my knees and grabbed her right hand
while I watched her face. "The courtship has lasted long enough. I'm
in love with you, and I think you are, with me."

    She was blushing when she managed a nod. There was a shiver in her
voice when she whispered her next words. "Go on."

    "Will you marry me, Jill?"

    She tried to hide the fire in her eyes, but her shaking hand would
have betrayed her true feelings anyway, so I grinned at her and waited
after I kissed her hand gently.

    She finally lost it and giggled when she gently tugged on my hand.
"C'Mere, Goofball. Of course I'll marry you. But."

    I froze in the midst of standing up. "But?"

    "It's gonna be in one of your hometown churches, in front of our
parents, with all the country trimmings."

    When I recovered I grinned at her. "You know something? All of a
sudden, I don't want it any other way."

    Then, while we kissed, she shifted and my erection slid home. When
it happened, we both knew it was a sign of something that had been
meant to be, all along.

    I nearly lost control and started fucking her, then my head caught
up with my prick and I pulled back slightly. "No protection? You have
know that I know what it means when a country girl does that. Wedding
vows or not, we're stuck with each other for at least eighteen years,
even if we separate. I won't abandon our child."

    She sighed. "I'm part city girl. I wasn't thinking about that, but
if you'll allow it, I'll make sure to go get some morning after pills,
or we can do things that won't put me at risk of getting pregnant."

    I winced. "You feel too good for me to want to withdraw. And I'm
partly city, too. Country brides incubate faster, everyone knows that.
But, at the same time, I have to admit this isn't a good place to
raise children, and I'm not ready to move back home. Not ready to have
a child, really."

    "So you're ok with me using a morning after pill?"

    I sighed. "I think so. It's your body, and your decision. I'll
back it."

    She thought about it, then moved her hips a little. "Go ahead.
I'll fuck Ivan a few times, then douche real good and make sure to buy
some pregnancy test kits. After that... We'll decide if we have to."

    I was laughing when she finished, and she grinned at me, grabbed
my hips, and jerked me into her. "Hey, country boy. You been fucking
that bitch so long you forgot how to make a woman happy?"

    I pounded her a few times, then slowed to something gentle.
"Didn't forget, just needed permission."

    "You have it!"

    I helped her back against the railing to brace herself, then we
made gentle love to each other, until...

    Two noses hit us at the same time, one on each side.

    We both froze, looked down, looked at each other, then broke into
laughter.

    I chuckled. "Do we make them wait, try for a foursome, or take
care of them and hope we have enough energy to pick up where we left
off?"

    She got a miserable look to her, so I touched her lips with a
finger to silence her before she could speak. "Yeah. I understand.
Delta means the same to me, so I'm not going to feel hurt or
neglected, ok? Just something we have to find a way to adapt to.
And... It does pretty much solve the protection problem, right?"

    She grabbed my finger and kissed it. "Thanks for understanding.
I'll try to avoid feeling jealous, ok?"

    My eyebrows went up, then I smiled and kissed her. "I'll try to
remember that, if I start feeling jealous, but I don't think I will,
because of my past, and my citified ways. Woman has the right to make
her own decisions, and a real man backs her up, even when he might
feel she's wrong, and I won't be feeling you made the wrong one,
because Ivan was there first, and if you were the kind of woman who
could cold bloodedly dump him, well, I couldn't love you, or like
myself if I asked you to abandon his love."

    By the time I finished she was crying, but I knew they were tears
of happiness because she was crushing our chests together.

    It took another nudge from Ivan to bring her back, and then she
giggled and let go.

    By th time she was turned sideways he had his nose in her butt.
She went to her knees and he came off his front feet at the same time.

    By th time she was settled, he'd hunched strongly, and must have
tied because his hunching stopped and he settled with his front feet
draped over her shoulders, instead of shifting off her back.

    I noticed the details in passing, because Delta had taken
advantage of the exposure of my penis and was licking it
enthusiastically.

    Jill had turned her head by then, and she giggled again. "She give
good blow jobs?"

    I tried to act a little dignified. "Lick jobs, when she's in the
mood. Since she's in heat, she's going to give up pretty soon and flag
me."

    Sure enough, Delta gave my penis a firm lick, then looked and
sneezed at me before she turned around and flagged me.

    Ivan took notice, started to move, then decided he liked where he
was and Jill giggled. "See?"

    I laughed. "Yeah. I know how he feels."

    She blushed, then grinned at me. "You going to fuck her where I
can watch?"

    I smiled and moved a few feet, until she didn't have to turn her
head, and Delta followed me.

    "Come on girl. Teasing's over."

    I reached and turned her around and helped her back into my
crotch, and once there she braced and let me slide my penis through
her fluids before I lined up and pushed into her.

    There was no point to being gentle, so I wasn't. I let go and just
fucked her hard and fast, and it wasn't long until I jerked us
together and emptied myself.

    Once she was done she bounced away and barked happily while she
ran around the yard briefly, then she came back and enthusiastically
cleaned me up before she settled on the porch to clean herself.

    Jill had watched the whole thing, and she looked a little bemused.
"That's it?"

    I laughed and repositioned so I could pet Delta. "Yep. When she's
in heat, she likes the first one of the day hard and fast. I could do
her again, as soon as I recover, but that first one, she likes it
quick and passionate for some reason."

    Then I smiled. "So. Now we're even, aren't we? I like what I'm
seeing, looks a lot different than when dogs do it with each other. He
looks comfortable where he is, and it surprised me, the way he moved
to settle on your back after he tied."

    She smiled and reached up to pet Ivan's head. "He learned I like
it better this way. Something about his fur on my back, and the way he
pulses inside me..."

    She grinned suddenly. "I'd better help the first few times, so he
doesn't tie with you. You'll see what I mean, since you're bi. Guys
are good, but ten to forty minutes of having him inside you... It's
gentle and dominant and... Call it love, call it training so he
doesn't act like a typical dog. Doesn't matter because when he's done,
he refuses to leave me until he's made sure he's cleaned me up, and
he's quick, vigorous and incredibly careful not to hurt me. He's been
like that ever since he figured out I can't take the rough stuff a
bitch would as part of their foreplay and sex."

    Delta decided she was done sucking up attention, so she got up and
left, to go settle under a tree after she nosed my crotch briefly and
cleaned me up a little.

    I slid over enough I could touch Jill and Ivan, then I held up the
back of my hand, so he could check it out.. "Hey guy. Only me. Like to
pet you some."

    He sniffed, licked it a few times, then went back to panting and
occasionally shifting slightly, to stay comfortable, I guess.

    I gingerly reached, and let him see me coming, then I started
petting his head.

    He leaned into the attention, so I started nibbling his ears with
my fingers, and he surprised me by tipping them into me in an obvious
bid for more vigorous rubbing.

    Wasn't long before I had a finger in each of his ears and he was
groaning with pleasure.

    Jill couldn't see what was happening, but she sure knew something
was going on, because she moaned suddenly and spasmed in an orgasm.

    When she recovered she had her head on her hands and she was
panting while she recovered.

    Eventually she turned her head a little and spoke carefully. "What
are you doing to him?"

    "Rubbing both of his ears. He won't let me stop, either."

    "You found his weak spot. I've seen him growl at people if they
tried to stop and he wasn't finished."

    "I'll remember that. Delta's ignoring us, so I know she's not
worried about me giving him attention, yet."

    Jill was quiet again so I finally asked if she was ok.

    She giggled. "More than. I've never tried to rub his ears when
we're fucking. Usually I can't reach him, or when we facing each
other, I've always worked myself."

    "Ok."

    "So when you started, his dick went nuts or something and he
started pulsing so much it surprised me, then he shifted and his knot
landed on my g-spot and stayed there..."

    I laughed softly. "Intense? Want me to stop?"

    "Gods no! Don't stop! Can't look like anything is going on, but
it's incredible... I think..."

    She never finished what she was going to say, she just moaned and
shook violently, then scared the living shit out of me when she fell
forward and off of Ivan's prick.

    He backed away, checked himself and then started gently cleaning
her. When she didn't move or do anything I started to get worried, but
I could see she was still breathing, so I decided to wait a little
while before I panicked.

    He finished with her, and then, I swear it, he looked at her with
an attitude that said he was worried, and went to lick her face
gently.

    She groaned, finally, and managed to roll over and pull his head
into a hug. "I'm ok, big guy."

    She tousled his head and ears, he woofed, she laughed, and then he
settled at her side to keep an eye on her while he cleaned himself.

    Eventually he resettled with his head on her chest, and she idly
petted him for awhile before she seemed to come alive suddenly and she
looked for me. "Sorry, Carl. I forgot you were there."

    "You ok?"

    "I'm exhausted, but fine. Too many orgasms and I passed out.
Haven't done that in years."

    "Ok. You had both of us pretty worried?"

    "Both?"

    "Yeah. He cleaned you up after you collapsed, then, I swear he got
a real worried look and went over to lick your face until you woke up.

    "Wow."

    She turned her attention to Ivan and held his head so their eyes
could meet. "Thanks, big guy. I knew you loved me, but..."

    She kissed his nose tenderly and let go. "Thanks."

    His tail thumped a little, then he settled his head on her chest
again and to all appearances, went to sleep.

    She stroked his fur awhile longer, then she stopped and looked at
me. "I think I just got my second opinion, from the most honest person
I've ever met. Thank you, Carl."

    "Welcome. You look like you're not going to be moving for awhile.
Need a pillow or a blanket?"

    "Loan me your lap for a pillow?"

    I chuckled. "After I piss, then I'll be willing to commit to a
long term job as your pillow."

    She giggled, then gestured at the yard. "Out there, where I can
see you. I'm not ready to let you out of my sight."

    I sobered. "Yeah. I don't want to let you out of mine, either. Be
right back."

    I grinned down at her after I stood up. "I'll make it a point to
piss as high as I can, just to frustrate this guy when he decides to
mark over it."

    "Go! Just... Go and hurry back to me."

    I did and she was laughing by the time I returned and settled,
because Ivan had watched me, then decided to mark where I'd pissed.
His contortions to get as high as possible resulted in a near head
stand, and we could tell he was frustrated, but he let go anyway, then
did the doggy thing of flinging dirt before he checked out Delta and
settled next to her for his nap.

    With him gone, it was easier for me to find a comfortable position
against one of the posts, with my legs stretched in front of me. Jill
put her head in my lap, stroked my things a few times, then, sighed
contentedly and quickly went to sleep while I was trailing my fingers
through her hair.

    I was dozing and enjoying the closeness of being with a woman I
genuinely cared for and who cared for me, when not surprisingly, I
heard Delta's warning yip.

    By the time I looked up, Ivan was already ignoring her, and headed
for the porch with her right behind him.

    Both of them hit the water bucket, and the slurping must have
awakened Jill because I felt her shift, and she rolled to her back and
touched my face.

    "Thanks. It's nice to wake up with a man I love, and who I know
loves me."

    I chuckled and captured her hand. "I was just thinking how nice it
was to be settled and enjoying being close to the one I love. It's a
lot like doing it with Delta, but it's a lot different too."

    "Better?"

    "No. Still too new an experience for me to have an opinion on
better. Just as good though. Something I always wanted, and now that I
have it, it was worth the pain to get here."

    Delta came over for attention, and Ivan dipped his head to
investigate Jill, then opted to stick his nose in her face for
attention.

    She grabbed his head and kissed him while he did his best to lick
her face. She finally giggled and let go, then settled her head in my
lap and let Ivan enjoy himself.

    That didn't last long because Delta stuck her nose under Jill's
head and shoved sideways so she could get to my penis.

    Jill laughed when I blushed, and moved down my leg enough that
Delta had easy access.

    Ivan followed her, then, he decided he was done and shifted his
attention to her crotch. She flinched, then relaxed and looked at me.
"Looks like we're definitely a family already."

    I managed to gather enough wit to respond. "Looks like. I'd have
to think hard to come up with a fantasy that hasn't been answered
since we met."

    "Same for me. I can't believe you're sitting there and ok with
Ivan doing what he is."

    At that, the tension I'd always felt because I had to hide my
sexuality vanished and I laughed so hard I started crying. I got
myself partly under control and looked at her. "Isn't hard at all.
Watching Ivan nose you is definitely turning me on, and with Delta
getting more and more exited because of my erection, there's no way
I'll have any problems with whatever you and he do with each other.

    "My only regret is going to be moving so I can fuck her again."

    She touched Delta lightly, and when she only paused to look at
Jill and went back to nosing me, Jill reached and started moving my
penis around so Delta had better access.

    "Looks like she approves of my help."

    "Looks like. So do I."

    I ran a hand over Delta's side and worked my way between her legs
until I could start probing her vulva.

    She paused and looked at her hindquarters, then must have decided
she approved, because she went back to licking me while I got a couple
fingers inside and got serious about working her.

    She started hunching, and I kept it up until I felt her internal
spasms stop, then removed my fingers and hugged her. "Love you, girl."

    Jill giggled when Delta shifted her attention to my face, then
suddenly gasped and stiffened. As soon as she recovered she rolled
over and got to her hands and knees.

    Ivan's chest landed on her back almost as soon as she stopped
moving, and seconds later, he had stopped hunching at her and
collapsed on her back.

    Jill lifted shifted slightly, and rested her forehead on my thigh
before she giggled. "I think he knows me too well. When he's in a
hurry, he tongues my clit with just enough pressure to get me so horny
I have to let him fuck me or masturbate to an orgasm."

    I laughed. "I'll remember that, Love. Should I keep watching him,
so I learn what else turns you on?"

    She gasped and blushed, then giggled some more. "As long as I get
to watch Delta work you, for the same reason."

    It was my turn to blush, then I had to open my mouth because Delta
had decided she'd heard enough, and wanted to french kiss, an
operation that would continue until the insides of my cheeks were raw,
if I didn't make her stop.

    I guess Jill started wondering why I was so quiet because I felt
her shift her head, and then the giggles started again and eventually
changed to laughter. "I thought Ivan was pushy! Looks like Delta knows
the best way to get you to shut up."

    I was too busy to answer.

    Then I felt her move again, and I gasped into Delta's mouth when
Jill engulfed me suddenly, and started milking me with her throat.

    It felt so good I grabbed Delta's head to steady her, and got
serious about teasing her tongue while she licked me, an action that
must have surprised her at first because she paused, then went back to
work even more enthusiastically than she had been.

    I know it had to take awhile, but it felt like only a few minutes
had passed when I spasmed into Jill's mouth and felt her swallow as
rapidly as she could.

    I had to shove Delta away so I could catch my breath, and that was
when I realized Jill wasn't trying to suck me dry.

    "My god, Jill. That was incredible."

    She eased herself off my penis, then kissed my tip. "I enjoyed it,
too. I love the taste of semen, if I'm not spreading it all over my
body or feeling it get put inside me somewhere. I couldn't resist the
chance to give you a blow job while Ivan was tied."

    She brushed her hair out of her eyes so she could watch my face.
"I've always wanted to take on two guys at once, but I never had the
courage to do it until now. I felt so totally wanton, yet in love and
loved... I'm hooked."

    Then she sighed. "I hate reality. After Ivan pulls out, we'd
better clean up and go get those condoms, and I'd better take the time
to call my gynecologist and make arrangements to go back on birth
control. She's been hinting that I was being stupid for not making
sure I had something available, but I ignored her. She'll love it when
I tell her she was right."

    I nodded. "My cell phone has good service here, if yours doesn't
work. On a day like this, we won;t have to worry about running out of
hot water. I have a fifty gallon water heater and a solar system on
the roof to preheat the water going in."

    She smiled. "That sounds absolutely decadent."

    I chuckled. "Yep. I think so too, but I tell most folks it's being
practical and cheap."

    Eventually Ivan got off her back, and did his cleaning ritual.

    Delta had long ago settled on her back next to my side, and I'd
worked her again while Jill petted her.

    When I stopped and Delta sighed and seemed to go to sleep, Jill
watched her briefly, then looked up at me and smiled. "She loves you,
and is an attention slut."

    I smiled. "Yes, she is, and I'm just as big an attention slut,
when we're in bed and she has full access to my body. Every once in
awhile she gets in a strange mood and decides to give me a full body
tongue bath, and she fights me if I try to stop her, so I let her do
it until she's done."

    "I've never done that to a guy. Sounds like fun. Want to do it to
me?"

    I grinned. "Before or after Ivan fucks you?"

    She blushed, then giggled. "Why not while, if he'll let you?"

    I blushed, then laughed. "Anytime, Love. I'm looking forward to
the experience."

    She shook her head slightly. "I've never met a guy as uninhibited
as you are. Do you have ANY limits?"

    "Of course I do. I'm not into giving or receiving pain.
Discomfort, I can usually deal with if I really want to. Role playing
isn't something I do, either. No pedo, or even young stuff. And of
course, things like bondage, s and m or abuse, pretend or real, is
absolutely out. I hear too much of that crap when people talk about us
animal fuckers. Except for being bi and adventuresome, due to my past,
I'm pretty normal when it comes to sex."

    She finally laughed gently. "Just a normal country boy, right? Do
any drinking?"

    "Damn rare. Some of that's because of my job, but mostly, once I
got away and on my own, I couldn't afford it very often, then, when I
could afford it, I found out I couldn't stand the taste."

    She giggled. "I'll have a glass of wine once in awhile, which is
about once or twice a month, otherwise I use it for cooking if the
recipe calls for it."

    She sighed a little. "Used to drink more, but Ivan made it damn
clear he didn't like it when I drank. He'd sniff me, usually sneeze,
and then refuse to have anything to do with me until a day or two had
gone by. He still glares at me when I drink, or come home with alcohol
on my breath, but as long as I only drink a water class or less, and
not too often, he pays attention to me."

    I smiled. "Good point. Alcohol doesn't help my erections, and
Delta and I both don't like it if I can't get it up when she's horny."

    She blushed, then laughed. "I don't blame her for being upset, I
would be, too."

    I blushed and she grinned at me, because we both knew I'd heard
the hint of warning in her voice.

    This time I was a little more confident when I reached to pet
Ivan's head. He leaned into my attention, and I smiled. "He's
demanding the attention this time. Leaned his head into my hand pretty
hard."

    She giggled. "Makes sense, I suppose. When we're face to face I
really work him over after he's tied."

    "Right. Be ready. I'm going to work my way down his side to you,
then backwards if he's not complaining."

    I froze when I brushed against his hind leg with my arm when I
started stroking her, and he shifted position, but all he was doing
was shifting it out of my way. Only indication he was keeping track of
what I was doing was that his nearest ear was twisted towards me.
Other than that, it looked like he was ignoring me.

    I unfroze and got a little braver, while paying more attention to
him than I what I was doing with my hand.

    So naturally, my fingers brushed against his balls and he
flinched. Jill moaned, and I froze.

    When I checked, Ivan seemed to be ignoring me.

    "Sorry, Jill. Wasn't paying attention and my fingers hit his
balls."

    "Ah. That explains it. Fondle him and rub the area just below his
asshole. Not real heavy, but firm and slow. He likes it that way, and
so do I."

    I did, and suddenly she moaned real long and deep from her throat.

    "My clit! Work it with your other hand!"

    I knew better than to tell her it was a damn awkward position, but
I managed to find her and I started working the area next to it. Her
moan got... Throatier, and when I finally quit teasing her and brushed
her clit she screamed, and then started shaking.

    I kept working her, a little mercilessly, and finally she gasped
and managed to whisper. Oh gods... Slow, slow... Easy,,, Easy....

    "Hard! Crush my clit!"

    My eyebrows shot up, but I did as she asked and tried to flatten
her clit.

    She screamed again, and this time it was of a lot deeper and
throatier.

    Then she jerked forward and off of Ivan's dick.

    I wasn't really paying attention to her, because Ivan's dick was
waving in front of my face, and it looked huge.

    'My god! She takes all of that?!'

    Ivan pushed backwards, and I remembered he wasn't familiar with me
so I pulled my hands away slowly and kept a wary eye on him while he
moved, then couldn't stop my hysterical laughter that started when I
realized he was only shifting so he could stick his nose in her ass
and start licking.

    She moaned again, then seemed to jerk.

    "OHgod. Ohgod... Stop! Stop!. Stop him somehow... Please..."

    I got hold of his collar and started gently pulling him away from
her while talking to him gently.

    "Come on. Come on. It's only me, and Jill needs a break, that all.
I'm not trying to stop you forever..."

    He resisted at first, then lifted his head and quit resisting my
insistent tug.

    His head turned, and I got worried, but then he nosed me and
started licking my face.

    My breath gusted out with my relief, then I let go of his collar
and started rubbing his ears.

    He paused, groaned, then went back to washing my face.

    By then Jill must have rolled over and seen us, because she
giggled.

    "Keep that up, and it looks like I'll have to pull him off of
*you*. Thanks."

    "So what happened?"

    I heard her take a shuddering breath. "Multiple orgasms. Intense
ones. I'm glad he didn't fight you. Thanks for pulling him off. I've
never stopped him before."

    I sighed. "How could you, in that position?"

    "By turning to my back, and slapping his nose gently and telling
him 'stop'. I usually roll over, but I was... Too out of it and...

    "I've never overdosed on pleasure before. I've passed out from
multiple orgasms. What's never happened is having the orgasms come so
fast, I didn't have *time* to pass out."

    "Wow."

    She giggled tiredly. "Yes. If he'll let you stop for a minute, I
could use some help getting up, and then we can go to bed and snuggle.
I need that, too, and I'd like to be more comfortable when the two of
you share me."

    I pulled my hands away, Ivan shook himself, and then he wandered
off.

    I stood, reached down, and I knew I had a huge grin. "Come on. You
look... snuggleable."

    She smiled wearily. "I feel ravished."

    She grabbed my hand and I tugged her up and into a hug, kissed
her, then helped her rotate so she was facing the door.

    "Come on. I have a door stop, so once it's open the dogs can go in
and out, if you're willing to trust Ivan loose."

    She shook her head and sighed. "With Delta in heat, and me naked,
he's not going to go very far. You can leave the door open, but except
when he needs to go to the bathroom, he'll probably keep me in sight."

    "Ok."

    She looked things over, and decided to settle on the hide-a-bed,
with the patio door open.

    After she got comfortable, we both decided we were hungry, so I
left her there with Ivan while I cooked us some lunch.

    After we ate, the four of us settled and relaxed.

    She leaned her head against me and sighed.

    "This is more incredible than anything I let myself dream of."

    "Mmm?"

    "Uh huh. All I ever wanted was a man I could be open with, and he
would accept me for who I am. Never dreamed a mountain cabin with such
an incredible view would be part of the package. Ever since I left
home and went to the city, I thought 'country' was something that was
nice to visit."

    I chuckled. "Now?"

    "I'm not sure. I want to be here, but it's just too far to
commute, and as much as I think I'm going to love you, I can't give up
my job."

    "I know how you feel. I'm not ready to give up this cabin. Giving
up the job would be easy, I suppose, and I was thinking of doing that
anyway, and becoming a Service Ranger so I could stay here and work at
home. They've been after me for years, even before I moved here, and
they just made a salary offer a few weeks ago that matched what I make
as a driver, and offered to include SAR training for Delta, because
they know how much she likes people, and doesn't have any problems
with strangers, unless they show up here."

    She sighed again. "What about moving in with me? Would you be able
to keep your job?

    "Depends on where you live. If it's close enough to one of our
shipping terminals, it wouldn't be a problem."

    "I'm about two hours away." She named a small community, and I
chuckled.

    "What's so funny?"

    "The absolute triteness of the situation."

    "Oh?"

    "That's where I was living, before I moved here. Acacia Place."

    "You lived in one of those... Hat boxes?"

    "Yep. Upstairs apartment."

    "Gods!" She started laughing.

    After a bit she managed to sober up a little. "No wonder they
approved the loan on this place."

    "It was still iffy, but I'd been living in the apartment for
years. Only had the job for about six months. Since I had a good
history, they decided to let me have it. Didn't hurt that the payments
on this are less than my rent was."

    "I bet!"

    "So how long do you have left?"

    "Five years on a twenty five year loan."

    I felt her stiffen, so I waited her out.

    "Carl? I've never asked before because it was none of my business.
How much do you make annually?"

    I turned my head and managed to keep my grin reasonable. "In a bad
year, I make about one seventy five. Usually I make between two
hundred and two fifty before taxes."

    "Thousand?"

    "Yes."

    "And you're a driver?"

    "Yep."

    She took a deep breath, and I chuckled, which distracted her.
"What was that for?"

    "I liked the way your tits jiggled when you took that deep
breath."

    She blushed, then studied me thoughtfully. "You do a lot of
hiking, so I know you're in good shape. You usually have your weekends
free, as far as I know, because that's when we meet most often. But,
we've run into each other during the week, so that means you can get
weekdays off. Can't think of a serious, high paying driving job that
fits and would let you take Delta with you."

    I smiled. "Which is why, six years ago, when I was asked if I
wanted it, I took it and never looked back."

    She nodded slowly. "Makes sense. Or it will when I know what it
is, I think."

    "I drive what I'm told to drive, when I'm told to. Driven
everything from regular cars to full up diesels with oversize loads.
They actually asked me to make sure I had Delta with me unless the
conditions forced me to leave her home, and that's been rare, and has
happened only once in the last two years."

    "They *asked* you to bring Delta?"

    "Yep. When I'm working, she works as a model, doing photo ops,
with her own union card, fee schedule, handler if I'm not available,
and agent. Couple years, she made more than I did."

    Jill's eyes went wide, and her jaw went slack, so I relented.

    "I drive for the movie industry, on retainer and with an expense
account."

    Before she could react, I chortled. "Delta. Show off for Jill.
Bed. Publicity pose."

    She bounced onto the hide-a-bed, went to her belly, started slowly
wagging her tail, then tilted her head slightly and gave Jill an
eager, yet winsome, look, as her ears perked forward.

    "Goddamnit! I've seen her. She's the dog on those billboards for
that hotel chain, isn't she?"

    "Yep. She had fun with those folks. I turned down an offer of two
hundred and fifty thousand, if I would sell her to them. Remember the
year we never met each other anywhere? Her agent squeezed and
eventually they settled for non-exclusive use of her services, and we
wouldn't do any hiking during that year or let her be used by any
other hotels or motels, anywhere in the world. We could have taken a
little more from them, but by then I was feeling guilty."

    Then I spoke gently. "Relax, girl. Good job."

    She belly crawled until she was at my side, went to her back, then
slapped me gently with a paw and I started giving her a good, slow,
belly rub.

    "Anyway, half of what was left after taxes and expenses went on
the principle for this place. I suppose I could have used all of it,
but I decided to toss the rest in the bank for awhile as our nest
egg."

    "You're ducking, I think. How much?"

    "Half mil, before taxes and stuff. We walked away with three
hundred clear. Got a damn good CPA working for us."

    "I gotta ask even though I'll probably regret it. How much was 'a
little more', if you'd squeezed a little longer?"

    "Another two fifty. After that it got iffy. As it turned out, they
made at least a million more than usual, off just the pet fees, during
the six months after they started the ad campaign. Agent is in
negotiations now, for another one year contact. We'll see what
happens."

    I had a thought, and turned to her. "Ivan has a good, eager bounce
to his walk when he's happy. We could shoot some stuff here and I
could send if to her agent, if you're interested. Always a market
somewhere for things shot with women and happy dogs in the outdoors."

    She was shaking her head slowly, but I didn't think it was in
denial.

    "I have to think about that. Oh, sure, lets take the pictures and
a few movies, because I'd like to have them anyway. It's the rest that
scares me. I always thought dogs didn't make that much in the movies
unless they were really special, like the star in a series."

    "Delta didn't make that much during the early days, before I
decided she needed an agent because she was being used a lot more than
I expected. Animals have their own union, and if they say 'no',
filming stops and that's it until they are ready again."

    I chuckled. "Most of the time it's the humans around her who say
no. All that hiking keeps her in good shape and gives her lots of
endurance. Lying around on beds and stuff all day is her idea of
heaven. Since she's willing to be posed, and hold it, now, those in
the know want her if she's available. One thing I've been firm about,
is no long term movie or series work. That stuff sets a pretty
grueling pace for everyone involved, and I want it to stay fun for
her."

    "It shows, that she's having fun, in those ads."

    "I know. So do a lot of other people."

    She snuggled a bit closer and idly petted Ivan. "We could keep it
fun? Be nice to have something to do on weekends when the weather's
too bad for hiking."

    "Been six years, and I think Delta's become so professional, she
*wants* to go do shoots during the week."

    I looked down. "Spoiled Bitch. And you know it, too."

    Her tail thumped once and she sighed with contentment.

    Jill giggled. "Never know she's filthy rich and world famous. What
about you?"

    "Voice in the background a few times. Leave the rest to the pros.
Give me the keys and let me drive, that's my idea of fun. Delta's used
to being dropped off for the day, now, if that has to happen."

    I laughed. "Would you believe that a few years back, I got paid to
chauffeur my own bitch around for a month?"

    "You didn't!"

    "Yep! Stumbled into that one. I'd just delivered some oversize
stuff for a movie, and I was showing her off to some drivers who had
heard about her but never seen her in action.

    "I'd just had her do her 'Mack Bulldog' pose on the hood of the
truck I'd driven, when this stranger came running up and asked if she
was doing anything for the next month.

    "Think I said something like: 'Hell if I know, talk to her agent,
and who the Hell are you, anyway?"

    "Turned out he was a pr man for the people doing the movie, and
wanted her for pr shots they could use in their industry circulars and
on their web site.

    "I handed him the agent's business card, and I swear to you he was
drooling and shaking when he took out his cell phone, put it on
speaker phone, and called."

    I shook my head as I remembered what followed. "Jim must have
sensed he had a desperate man on my end because he didn't hesitate
when the man asked if Delta was available: 'Cost you fifty thou, up
front, for me to reschedule to give you that month.'

    "The guy actually slumped with relief, and those guys are some of
the most unflappable folks I've met. 'Cash or check? Send the contract
so I can sign it after I hand the courier the money."

    "I think he actually rendered Jim speechless. Finally Jim told
him: 'I'll be there in two hours. Maximum. Carl there?'

    "I said I was and he spoke two words: 'Do it.', then he hung up.

    "Jim and my boss showed up about the same time, a little less than
two hours later. By then a special film crew had showed up, and been
shooting like crazy while I posed Delta on their rig, and in it.

    "My boss had arrived in another company rig that was pulling one
of those multi-unit sleeper and dressing room trailers. He handed me
the keys to it and said 'See you in a month. Take longer if they need
it. You're on the clock until you get back.' "

    Jill was staring at me. "I thought..." She blushed. "That sort of
stuff is only supposed to happen in the movies!"

    I chortled. "Or in the part of the industry the public never sees.
She's not a movie star, but she definitely is a 'hot property' right
now, with a reputation as a trouper who enjoys her work and gives
everything she has to give."

    Jill was silent for awhile and slowly explored my body with her
hands. Eventually she moved to straddle me and insert my penis.

    Then she studied my face for awhile. "Let's do it. Got a camera
handy? I'll get dressed. Let's take those pictures and send them off
before I get an attack of reality."

    "I'll be ready when you are. Several digital cameras, still and
movie, in the safe."

    She nodded, then got off me to go get dressed.

    We spent an hour or so taking the pictures in various parts of my
property, then I put them on the laptop, selected six that I felt gave
a good representation of Ivan, and sent them off.

    We resettled and I was slowly fucking her when my phone went off.
It was close enough, so I leaned over and put it on speaker phone.
"Carl speaking."

    "Hello, Carl. Jim."

    "Hi, Jim. Couldn't it wait? You know we try to keep our weekends
ours."

    "When can all four of you go to work?"

    I looked at Jill and her eyes were wide. "I'm not sure, Jim. You
know Delta's schedule, and I'm always available if you let my boss
know. Not sure about Jill and Ivan. She's nine to five, and
comfortable."

    "She there? Does she mind if I call her Jill?"

    Jill was shaking her head and finally she stopped and took another
one of those deep breaths that jiggled everything.

    "I'm here, and I don't mind if you call me Jill. What can I do for
you?"

    "Oh gods! She's got a voice, too! Here's the deal. Half a big one,
if the four of you can go to work, right where you are, Monday
morning, then keep going for a couple weeks before we hit the beach
for another two weeks. Two fifty up front. There's a way to at least
double that, maybe more, but it's got a huge catch in it, one I have
to find out the answer to right now, before I get back on the other
line, and that's why I called."

    She looked at me and I shrugged.

    She nodded. "I'll listen. If I can, I'll give you an answer right
now. Couple hours if I need time to think about it."

    He sighed. "It will have to do. Jim's already signed a
confidentiality agreement, and since you're at his cabin, I'm pretty
confident I can trust you. Hell, he won't even tell *me* where it is!

    "Never mind. I have Coppertone on the other line, and they are
absolutely drooling over the way you and that dog look together.
They've been thinking about cashing in on the nostalgia kick, and want
to do a remake of the old ad series. If you're willing to let them
teach your dog how to pull your bottoms down just far enough to show
your butt and hold it there, they'll pay a big one and have a crew
there Monday morning, wherever 'there' is. The check will show up at
the same time, along with all the tedious paperwork."

    "Uhhh... Jim, right?"

    "Right."

    She blushed. "I had to spend a month teaching him to NOT try and
remove my bikini bottom in public."

    "Uhh... So there's a problem?"

    "Sorta. Getting him to stop where he's supposed to."

    The silence got lengthy and I spoke up. "Still there, Jim?"

    "Uhh... Sorry. I went blank. Did I just hear the lady with the
wonderfully furry voice tell me she'd let her dog pull her bikini
bottom down in public?"

    Jill spoke for herself. "I have enough sick leave saved, and
holiday time, I can take the month and keep my job. I'll do it. Have
to call my boss Monday, but she'll understand the no notice, if I can
tell her something a little more reasonable than 'I've been offered
half a million to do a series of commercials during the next month,
and I'd like to know I'll still have a job when I'm done.' "

    "Ah. A point I'd missed. Sorry. I make my money by selling
animals, not people, and the people I do see, most of them wouldn't
hesitate to throw a good life away for a chance at a vague dream. Let
me think about it, and I'll send an email to Carl as soon as I have
something. Carl, you can send me the directions when it's convenient
for you.

    "We going to have to send in small stuff?"

    I chuckled. "Be lying if I said I haven't thought about that
stuff. Relax. Bring it all in Sunday evening, at dusk, and even the
locals won't blink. Lot of filming goes on in the area, and I have
enough room we can hide a full crew with all the extras so nobody will
know they're here once they're parked. Noise won't be a problem, but
lights at night will be seen, of course.

    "Can we treat it like a normal shoot?"

    "Forest service road to get to the property, so it can't be
blocked, or if it is, it has to be quickly unblockable. you know the
way that works as well as I do. Otherwise, I'd say yes."

    Then I sighed. "Jim? Couple things you need to know going in, I
guess."

    "Yeah?"

    "Jill and I are planning on getting married as soon as we can."

    "And."

    "I love this place, you know that."

    "Right."

    "A few hours ago, we were talking things over, and it looks like
that once we're married, I was going to move anyway, so we could be
together and she could keep her job. Too far for her to commute from
here."

    "Yeah? You setting me up?"

    "Maybe. You've been after me for years, to turn loose of the
location, and let you rent the place out for shoots when Delta and I
are working and have to be away for a long time. Do it."

    "Jill? You got a wedding place picked out yet?"

    "Only know I want it to be a church in Carl's home town with both
our families present. Parents for certain. Country wedding with all
the trimmings."

    "Hang on..."

    We looked at each other and I sighed. "Heck if I know. When he's
like this, it's because he smells lots of money--for him That means
even more for us, because he never takes more than ten percent once
the contract goes over fifty thousand."

    Five minutes later he was back to us, and he sounded a little
stunned.

    "Uhhh... Jill, Carl? Sorry I took so long."

    I raised my eyebrows. "Long, Jim? You've put me on hold for an
hour or more, a lot."

    "Yeah, well... Here's the offer, and I didn't have the heart to
try and negotiate it higher, even though I'm pretty sure they would go
quite a bit more. One of those once-in-a-lifetime things, for all of
us."

    "Yeah? You've told me some pretty wild stories, guy."

    "Coppertone and Mattel would like arrange for your 'country
wedding' to take place by the end of next week, and pick up the tab.
They'll keep it low key, and ordinary. They'll also provide an equally
low key film crew, one than can be blamed on Carl's job, that sort of
thing."

    "I feel like a hook is being set, again."

    "One in my jaw, too, Carl. Explain later, if you accept."

    "Go on."

    "After the wedding, they want to do the other stuff, then you
spend the rest of the next year on an extended honeymoon, with a film
crew in your pockets. If Ivan turns into the performer Delta is, and
Delta can be taught to do Carl's swim trunks on command, there's a
bonus, but the offer on the table right now doesn't need that stuff.
What they want is exclusive use of you four, for one year, and if they
still like you at the end of that year, they want the option of being
able to negotiate an extension, at the old fees, or higher. But that's
not the kicker."

    I sighed. "What about Delta's hotel contract you've been working
on?"

    "Hmm... I should be able to work that in, as part of the seasonal
theme. Do some location shots, that sort of stuff. What they make back
on lodgings for our crew will be far more than what I was holding out
for. Shouldn't be a problem. In fact... I think they'll finally go
belly up and close it at what I'm asking, now, so I won't change that.
Should improve the perks quite a bit since I'm being generous... I'll
see if the other two will go with it. Cut their out of pocket by quite
a bit, or eliminate the lodgings part of that budget entirely."

    I looked at Jill and I knew my surprised look matched hers.

    Jill took over. "Tell us the kicker."

    "Mattel. A licensing deal. Toys, figurines, guest appearances...
The whole ball of wax, and you get a pretty decent percentage of it. I
made sure of that. The ads and the toys hit the market at the same
time. And...

    His hesitation surprised me, then it made sense after he finished
his next words.

    "I'm reasonably confident, that if this all takes off, I can get
you a deal with Avon, to create a special line just for you folks,
since we're doing the Coppertone thing. Someone I know is going to be
frothing, once I mention it. All I need is permission from you folks.
Worry about it later. Maybe they'll come to us."

    "The overall plan is, they spend a year with you to get all the
seasonal shots on location and live, instead of in a studio. The first
ads go out as soon as possible, after the wedding. Say three weeks,
tops. These folks are pretty hungry."

    She was shaking, so I hugged her before she found her voice again.

    "What do we get for doing all this?"

    "Two big ones from Coppertone. Another big one from Mattel, plus
the royalties and stuff. All expenses paid, during that year."

    Suddenly he laughed. "Want to be Barbie's Mom and Dad? Give her a
family, finally? Wasn't my idea, either. Mattel floated it, very
tentatively, for them. If that happens..."

    He finally recovered. "And they want to pay me more than I've ever
made in a year, to handle it all for you, if you folks say the words.
That's the hook being set in *my* jaw."

    I sighed. "I've trusted you a lot more than I should have, all
these years. Who's side are you going to be on if we say yes, and we
let them pay you, Jim?"

    He never hesitated. "Mine, of course."

    It was the right answer. I looked at Jill and nodded my head. She
hugged me, then sighed and nodded.

    I kissed her tenderly, then turned my head and spoke clearly.

    "Do it. Email me all the paperwork and I'll print it out so we can
look at it before you get here tomorrow afternoon. Should we still
expect a film crew later?"

    "Small one, now they can take the time to do a serious location
study."

    "Got it. Anything else?"

    Jim sighed, and then chuckled, which sent my eyebrows up again.
"Yeah, now that I can slow down a little. Warn your CPA, and introduce
her and Jill to each other some time next week.

    "Jill, sorry about you losing your job. At least you landed on
your feet, running like Hell. That doesn't happen too often in this
business. See you folks tomorrow afternoon."

    He hung up.

    Jill pulled me down on top of her, then shook violently. I started
to worry, until the giggles started escaping.

    "Did I just agree to be the Coppertone Girl, after she grew up and
got married?"

    I relaxed and started chuckling. "And I'm her husband, and the
dogs are the family pets. All very homey and American Traditional."

    She giggled some more. "Just as long as I'm not supposed to get
pregnant and have a kid. Some things I refuse to do for any amount of
money."

    "Not the only one."

    "Carl? There's going to be a real serious problem during all this,
at first. Don't know if we can solve it easily."

    "Oh?"

    "I only stopped Ivan from stripping me in public. We still do it
in private, and..."

    I roared with laughter, causing Delta and Ivan to jerk awake. "He
gets a semi erection and displays his penis, right?"

    She blushed. "Yes."

    "Relax. Delta learned to separate things, I'm sure he will, too.
Besides, Coppertone must have had to solve the problem once, at least,
so I'm pretty sure they will be able to, this time."

    "Point."

    She was silent again, and suddenly she wrapped her legs around
mine.

    "Love me. Now."

    Then she lost it and giggled again before she spoke.

    "American Traditional Honeymoon."

    "Like you're a bitch in heat, and I'm a dog who won't take no?"

    "YES!"

    I laughed and got my weight off her.

    "Stand for examination."

    She lost it and I had wait for the laughter to slow down, but
finally she got on her hands and knees, and I got to her before Ivan
did, barely.

    He opted to nose us both instead of leaving, and much to my
amazement, he was as gentle when he nosed and licked me, as Delta was.

    Suddenly his tongue hit my asshole briefly, and then I felt him
land on my back...

    And I had a decision to make, fast, so I decided on discretion and
rolled sideways before he could settle himself.

    The four of us were tangled together briefly and when things
slowed down, he was back on Jill and I had Delta nosing my crotch
eagerly.

    "Sorry, Jill. He started to mount me and I had to act fast because
I know I'm not ready to try tying with him, and I couldn't have
prevented it once he got set."

    She moaned, then I could tell she sighed.

    Once Ivan was settled, she turned her head in my direction. "I
guess we should be thankful he hasn't been pestering Delta. I never
thought he'd be so willing to mount you like that."

    "Yeah. I wasn't expecting it either, and most of me wanted to let
it happen.

    "But his knot scares me. If I could have kept it out, I think I
would have let it happen because I liked it when I had a dick in me
when I was fucking. It was a damn close thing, really."

    Then Delta pawed my penis, and I laughed.

    "Can we talk about it later? My penis just got pawed."

    Jill giggled. "A paw job?"

    "No. That's her way of telling me she wants it, now."

    "Then give it to her. I don't mind."

    I was already moving when Delta flagged me, so I went to my knees
again and pulled her to me, then without any foreplay I simply lined
us up and started fucking her.

    To tell the truth, I ignored everything except Delta until I
orgasmed, then I pulled out and gently encouraged her to get on her
back, instead of cleaning either of us.

    She did, and I got between her legs and did the best I could to
suck our mingled fluids out of her while I petted her stomach and did
other stuff, like taking time to work her with a couple fingers,
before I went back to sucking and licking.

    I lost track of time, and my surroundings, so I flinched violently
when Ivan's nose hit my ass and he started licking me.

    I paused long enough to turn and look at Jill. "You alert enough
to keep his knot out of my ass if he wants to fuck me?"

    "Not yet. Few minutes. I can keep an eye on him until then."

    "Thanks."

    Eventually Delta rolled to her side and curled to start cleaning
herself, so I went to my hands and knees.

    Ivan's nose followed me, and then it left and I felt his legs wrap
around me as his chest hit my back, and he jerked me backwards.

    His penis hit, missing my asshole and I grunted from the pain.

    I felt Jill work her hand between us. "I know how that feels."

    Ivan hunched a few more times while Jill moved his penis a little
each time, until, suddenly the tip found its mark and Ivan hunched
strongly, driving her hand against me.

    A few seconds later his hunching stopped, and he seemed to relax
and drop all of his weight on me.

    "He's swollen and he knows he's not supposed to keep fucking and
trying to get his knot inside. May I let go so you can feel it against
you?"

    "Got a way to ease into it, just in case?"

    "I can get a grip at the base and apply the pressure myself."

    "I have to know. Go ahead. Use his dick to fuck my ass."

    She did, and it was... Different. When his knot hit me she applied
just enough pressure to stretch me a little, then she pulled it back.

    After a few minutes I realized it was sliding in part way, then
out.

    "You're stretching me a little, aren't you?"

    "Yes. This is about as much as I'll do this time. You'd better
shop for an inflatable butt plug, or I can dig through what I have
stored and find the one I used before I let him tie in my ass. Might
bleed a little once in awhile if you expand the plug too big, but I
think if we take more time than I did, you'll be ok."

    Then she sighed. "I hope we don't any bedroom scenes right away.
I'd like to put the bedroom off limits, but I can guess how unlikely
that will be."

    I sighed. "I don't let Delta work when she's in heat, usually. Too
many problems, like blood spots and sometimes her odor. She can get
pretty pungent."

    Jill giggled. "Well, Ivan does know he should behave himself in
public, and you know how good he is, since you never figured things
out."

    "Point. Hey, that feels good, but I guess you might as well pull
him out."

    She slowly removed him and I moaned in frustration when he was
completely out, but then I sighed and moved around until I was settled
on my back.

    Jill had watched the process, then got a twisted sort of smile.
"You're leaking."

    "Don't doubt it. Bedding's washable, and I'm on a damp spot
someone left. Cold one. Big, too."

    She blushed, then she seemed to remember she was holding Ivan's
dick, so she let go.

    I looked at it and shook my head a little. "I could tell I was
nearing my limit on taking his length, but I'm pretty sure I had some
room left. We'd better add getting a dildo that's at least an inch or
two longer than he is, to our shopping list."

    She was giggling when she settled next to me. "Just as long as we
don't put it on the 'things to buy for the wedding' list."

    "True. Been a crazy weekend, Jill. Going to get crazier, too. When
Jim decides to move, he moves faster than usual, which, quite frankly,
is faster than I like to move."

    She sighed. "Sounded like it. What was that 'him looking out for
himself' bit all about?"

    I chuckled. "The man is ruled by greed, most of the time. On the
other hand, he's about the most reasonable agent you're ever going to
find, and I've met a few real losers over the years. I had a real
problem with him when he told me I was being foolish and why hadn't I
come to him sooner, with Delta. We got that sorted out and we're as
much friends as this crazy business will let anyone be, and still be
able to work together."

    "Foolish?"

    "Yep. Turned out I was getting scab rates most of the time, even
though she was union from the beginning. First thing he did was sort
that out and set it up so that if you point a camera in her direction
while she's on a set, even if she's being lazy and not working, you
better have a signed contract you can show me or her handler. And
that, Jill, costs a minimum of five hundred to one thousand dollars to
get you up to four non exclusive hours.

    "That's... Scary, now that I know you treat her like a regular pet
most of the time."

    "I know. Was for me, too, at first. On the other hand, when she's
working, she can really focus. She got professional, too. After the
first month or so, she hasn't gone to the bathroom in the middle of a
shoot or on a set, unless it was on command."

    Jill giggled. "She pees or craps on command?"

    I chuckled. "Yes. She had to learn to, because when she's working,
she has to go on a schedule. Took awhile, but I got her feeding times
arranged so she doesn't have problems. and she keeps her water intake
down unless it's really hot. Once she's done for the day, though, she
can really go and then inhale the water."

    "Ivan's going to have to learn that, isn't he?"

    "Yep. It would help a lot. Biggest problem I had was eliminating
the between meal snacks, because she was used to sucking food away
from the people she met."

    "How'd you get started?"

    "It was before I got my current job. I was an on call temporary
driver in the business, and they were used to me bringing her with me
when I had to stick around overnight or longer.

    "Anyway, I was killing time by seeing how many times she could
catch tossed French fries before she missed. We got a little crazy
about it after awhile. I was treating them like Frisbees and tossing
them from behind my back, between my legs, that sort of stuff, and the
crowd kept getting bigger and I think she got into it and started
getting more enthused.

    "Somebody shot a few minutes of it, and a few days later I got a
phone call asking me if I wanted to do it again, as background for a
commercial. I said sure, how much are we getting? They offered me five
hundred bucks, which I thought was way too much for a few minutes
doing 'toss and catch', so I took the money and ran."

    "It was a few months after that, I realized I was in over my head,
so I shopped my friends and they sent me to Jim."

    "When Jim found out what I'd been getting, he hit the roof. Seems
the going rate for a dog that can do things like that on command,
reliably, *starts* at one thousand, and goes up fast."

    "I think it was about the same time I hired Jim to be her agent,
that I got the job offer."

    "Sounds slightly crazy, hearing about a bitch that 'gets
discovered' accidentally."

    I chuckled. "No crazier than what just happened to us. I knew Jim
had some connections and knew insider stuff, but getting Coppertone
and Mattel to link up...That's slick, even for him. All I looked for
were the pics that showed off both sides of Ivan, and tried to show
that high stepping power stride he does when he's feeling real good
about life. Never thought about how you looked or how you looked
together."

    "Sounds like Jim has a good eye. Wonder if he'll figure out we're
zoo?"

    "If he's figured it out with us, he's never said anything. When
the subject comes up, he gets pretty adamant about not caring about
the dog's private life, as long as it's professional about it and
leaves its sex life at home when it's working, unless they need it to
help a shot, and he doesn't *want* to know if that's why the dog is
giving that bit of innuendo that sells the shit out of some products."

    "Strange man."

    "Not really. All he cares about is his bank balance when he's
working as an agent. You make him money, he'll find you jobs in places
you wouldn't think a dog would be needed.

    "Would you believe Delta made two thousand dollars for sitting
still with her head framed by a cut out medicine chest? All she did
was hold a tooth brush and tooth paste in her jaws, and let a woman
open the door, remove them, and close the door on her. Then she had to
stay there without moving, until the woman opened it again so Delta
could take the stuff back and hold it while the door was closed again.

    "She did her part on the first take, so once the setup was done,
she worked a total of *maybe* five minutes, because she was the last
to get in position. They spent all morning practicing with a guy
holding the stuff while they figured out the angles they wanted to
use, and shooting the stuff that didn't need her. In fact, somebody
nicknamed her 'One Take' after that shoot, and that crew loves working
with her, because she usually never flubs the simple stuff, unless
she's commanded to."

    Jill touched my face and turned me so we were looking at each
other. "How come you never told me?"

    "I love the job, and most of the time it can be fun. But I hate
it, too, so that's why I leave it at me being a driver of some sort.
The work stays at the job site for a very simple reason. As soon as
people find out what I do, they want me to give them an inside track.

    "There isn't one. We got lucky, but we had to be in the right
place at the right time. Pure chance, really. We were already
'insiders' of sorts, too, which helped a little, by putting us in a
position where the folks who look for that sort of stuff would look,
if they were in a hurry."

    She nodded when I finished. "What made you offer to send the pics
in?"

    "Impulse, really. I like the way Ivan moves. He's male, knows he's
male, and it shows in the way he moves. I didn't think you'd get
anything right away, because Jim has lots of dogs available who are
trained already."

    "I'm scared. I've never let anyone else handle him. I don't know
how he'll react. and... I don't want people to know I'm a zoo."

    I sighed. "I know how you feel. I was the same way when I started.
It's funny, really. For some things, they wanted Delta to be
tastefully sexy. Just enough to be an almost subliminal tease.
Sometimes I wonder if, because we're zoo, and turning 'it' on and off
is a routine part of our lives, she had an advantage because she
didn't have to be trained to show that sort of thing, she just had to
learn to let someone else tell her when it was ok to show it in
public. Her handler uses a different set of signals and cue words most
of the time, but if he calls her sexy, she changes from the family pet
to something that's got a hint of animal wildness...

    "And as far as I know, he still thinks he trained her to do it,
instead of me encouraging her to do it for him. When he found out
she'd flag on command, he had fun with it. Got some out takes
somewhere that are funnier than Hell because he's got her flagging in
the middle of a family type shot and nobody realized she was doing it
on command, until it was all over."

    "So, what I'm trying to say, is relax. Once he gets used to
working with someone else, and that will happen during training,
you'll be having fun. You'll get teased, but as long as you give as
good as you get, things will get... Pretty casual between shoots once
Ivan and you get your moves down pat."

    I chuckled. "I've seen guys blush when they realized they were
watching her and rubbing themselves. Don't think they were zoos, just
guys who enjoy seeing that sort of thing.

    "Ok."

    She touched me, worked her way to my crotch, then sighed. "We'd
better go get those condoms, and while we do, I'd better make some
phone calls. And you'd better send those emails. Can we take your
car?"

    I matched her sigh. "Yeah. Sorry."

    "Sorry? What for?"

    "Turning your life inside out, just for starters. That wasn't what
I wanted when I proposed."

    "Was going to happen anyway. Been hiding from it, so this is
something of a relief, because now I don't have to sit there wondering
'Where do I go from here?' "

    "Oh?"

    "I worked my way up to where I am, with damn hard work, not the
other way. Problem is, head of the secretarial pool is as far as I'll
go, unless I start spreading my legs and that sort of stuff."

    I sighed and hugged her. "At least you managed to keep the choice
yours. Once you start, it can take you only so far, then you have to
actually learn the skills you should have, if you want to stay
working. Some women manage to keep their dignity intact, most don't.
See it a lot, even though I'm a driver. Sometimes folks need to talk,
and some of those drives can get long and lonely. Gives them too much
time to think, so they open up to the faceless man behind the wheel."

    I stopped suddenly, and she waited me out. When I resumed I was
still arranging my thoughts. "You lost your job, but I'm thinking you
kept your career, and you stepped sideways and got on a taller ladder
when you made the decision."

    "Oh?"

    "Yes. For all that he's a high class, go getting agent, Jim is one
of the faceless ones in the business, just like I am. We get hired to
do a job, and we get it done without fuss or fanfare, so the folks who
need that stuff don't feel diminished by our competence. Jim has an
advantage, now that I've started thinking about it. He only handles
animals."

    "That's an advantage?"

    "Sure. Animals, unless something unusual happens, are faceless.
People want them on set because they're professionals who get the job
done. Got their big stars, and yeah, a lot of them know how good they
are and some get cocky, but those don't last long unless they learn to
be cocky on command. But the big thing is, none of them throw
themselves at people and offer their souls for a chance to get
recognized. So, when Jim calls with a proposal, people listen, because
they know he's not thinking with his prick."

    I chuckled. "I've never seen anyone get defensive around him, no
matter how enthused or pushy he gets when he's got an idea he's trying
to sell. I think he already knew Coppertone was thinking about doing
those remakes, and when he got the pictures, he saw something that
made him think he had a shot at landing the contract, and he got their
people to see it, too."

    "You're drifting."

    "Not very far. Aren't many male secretaries in the business and
they tend to gravitate to the women and gay folks Lots of female
secretaries, most are good looking, and some are battleaxes, but past
a certain level, one thing they all have in common is that they are
damn competent at their jobs. Word gets out, and while the teasing can
get pretty intense, it stops with that, because folks know a word from
a competent secretary, at the right time, can mean more than an orgy
on the boss's desk.

    "And you ran a secretarial pool, which means you've already
survived the infighting, so people wouldn't raise an eyebrow if you
stepped into something like being an EA. Competence sells, and once
they find out, you are going to be very, very popular. You will also
be offered salaries that are going to make you think this next year
was petty cash, if they take the time to actually check with your old
boss, and the good ones do. They can afford to."

    She started shivering, so I held her until she stopped.

    "I can really sells my skills as a secretary, and not worry about
my body and soul being part of the package?"

    "Some will try for your body and soul. The ones you should work
for, won't."

    I laughed. "And you'll probably have Ivan at your side during the
negotiations. That will help a lot. People are going to see the two of
you as a package deal they can't afford to split up. Too much
potential money for them to want to screw with what works. To get
competence in addition to your image rubbing off on them..."

    She suddenly giggled. "I'm being silly, I suppose. This sounds
like a movie script, doesn't it? Country girl with dreams leaves home
and becomes a successful career woman, then throws it all away to get
married and return to her roots and go back to being a country girl
again, with a country boy. Dogs, beer and tailgate parties."

    I jerked upright and turned to stare at her. "Beer... Budweiser...
Ads..."

    Then, I grinned. "Let's mention your thinking to Jim, then I'll
remind him we're not interested in long term stuff because of the
stress, and we want it to stay fun."

    She was quick. "The American Girl makes good, finds the love of
her life, and all is right with the world, right?"

    "Right."

    "Norman Rockwell."

    "Huh?"

    She blushed. "Girls dream, too. Country girls dream that they are
the girls and women in those Norman Rockwell paintings. I'm honest
enough to admit I'm not interested in having the kids, but I do enjoy
working with them, and Ivan thinks kids were put on Earth as his
special friends. He's big, looks powerful as unconsciously as he
breathes, but when a kid gets within touching distance, he changes
into the world's biggest puppy."

    She took a deep breath. "I want to reach for my dreams, finally."

    I reached for my phone and called Jim. He answered almost
immediately. "What's wrong, Carl?"

    "Nothing. Just some idle thinking we want to share with you before
things start getting serious next week."

    His response oozed suspicion. "Yeah?"

    "Yeah. This whole mess sounds like a movie script. You know what I
mean. Country Girl becomes career woman, then tosses it all for love
and goes home to become a Country Wife. We're not interested in doing
the kid thing or movies, ourselves, but she tells me she enjoys
working with kids, and Ivan thinks they were put on Earth to be his
special friends, so he turns into a giant puppy, if you can believe
it.

    "You've mentioned seasonal ads, and when she mentioned 'tailgate
parties', I couldn't help thinking of Bud, you know? Not interested in
beer because I don't drink and you know that.

    "Oh, something else. She said something about Norman Rockwell, and
seeing herself in those pictures when she was a girl..."

    I waited.

    "You bastard. I never knew you were greedy like that."

    "Parents were married when they conceived me, Jim. I'm not greedy.
Want to show my future wife how much I love her, by helping her when
she decides to reach for a dream she's had all her life. Wedding gift,
you know?"

    He sighed. "You've got a lot of friends in the industry, Carl. So
does Delta. Nobody's going to be terribly surprised if they show up
looking like a full crew on the way to the next job."

    He sighed. "Ok, Jill, if you're there, tell me you're just another
faceless country girl who left home for the big city and wound up
losing her dreams, so you became a secretary to make ends meet, then,
somehow, you met Carl."

    She lost it and giggled.

    Jim sighed. "What did I say?"

    Jill sobered. "My dream, when I went to the city, was to become a
successful career woman, as a secretary. This Country Girl is
pragmatic, and she's more concerned with keeping her life stable than
she is being someone who's a star one day, and then could be living on
skid row the next.

    "Four months ago I was given charge of the thirty person
secretarial pool I was part of. Did it standing up, and my body and
soul are still mine. I earned my promotions with my skills, or the
offer wouldn't have been made. I made sure of that.

    "Anything I did on my back was done away from the job, because I
wanted it to happen. I can't say it was all done for love, but except
for my most recent relationship, we were more than pole and hole to
each other. Before you start drooling, it was a friendly breakup,
because he had a string and made sure I knew about it before the first
time we fucked. Nobody got seriously hurt, and I didn't turn to Carl
on the rebound. Wasn't any.

    "We met on a trail about six years ago, became casual, then
serious friends, who met when we met. We never planned outings
together. This weekend just happened, like they always do, then the
mood between us changed, and the rest happened."

    He groaned. "I didn't need that on top of everything else. See you
tomorrow, Jill. Carl? Don't call me, I'll call you, ok?"

    He hung up and we both lost it and started laughing.

    We eventually recovered, and I grinned at her. "I think Jim
figured out that he got sandbagged."

    She giggled some more, then managed to stop them. "Did I just hear
you tell Jim to set it up so two zoos get a Norman Rockwell Country
Wedding?"

    "Yep."

    Her eyes were glowing with an inner fire that had nothing to do
with sexuality when she leaned forward to kiss me tenderly.

    "Thank You."
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    End of part one 
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Headed for the Hills part 2
    ------

    We met Jim at the gate to let him and the crew in. I recognized
them as his own people, ones he usually sent out to look locations
over before shooting started.

    Jim waved them ahead of his car after I'd given them directions to
the cabin.

    Then he pulled through while I closed the gate.

    When we got in sight of the turn to the cabin, I chuckled. "Look
familiar? Somebody else did the same thing yesterday morning."

    Jim was leaning on his car, watching us intently. I ignored it,
but Jill shivered a little.

    "I feel like I'm a bug on a slide in biology class."

    "Relax. He's working, and this is the first time he's seen us
together. Part of the job, I'm afraid. You'll get used to it, once the
shooting starts, and then you'll forget the people and cameras are
there, except for the people telling you what you're supposed to do,
and whoever is on the set with you."

    We'd never stopped walking, so Jim smiled and held his hand out to
Jill. "You must be Jill. I'm Jim, your agent for at least the next
year, if you still want to sign the contracts."

    Jill shook his hand. "Contracts? Plural?"

    "You folks are going to be a couple of the hottest items in
advertising, once the ads hit. That means everything you do is going
to be under a microscope. It's the damn nostalgia thing."

    She nodded. "Ok, so you've been setting things up so people pay us
to do what we would have to do anyway?"

    "Exactly. Just for starters, I sold the motel chain on a package
deal after they'd signed for Delta's services."

    I knew my eyebrows shot up. "I know you, Jim. What did you do to
them?"

    He was grinning and I bet myself if he'd had a handlebar mustache,
he would have been twirling it. "Let them off cheaply, and they knew
it."

    "Oh?"

    "For two, you folks will let their own crews have exclusive use of
your services for two hours, each day you are signed in to one of
their motels, and they get to have a crew travel with you, but it will
have no control over what you do, unless it's cleared with C&M before
you folks make the final decision."

    Jill lost it and started a fit of giggles that eventually doubled
her over.

    When she managed to straighten, she studied him until he
stiffened, then she reached to stroke his face lightly. "You greedy,
greedy man. How much are you getting?"

    "My usual ten percent off the top, plus whatever perks they give
me."

    "And the other contracts are similarly absurd?"

    "Mostly. One's worse."

    She removed her hand and placed it and her other one on her hips
like she was an old fashioned school mistress, or a mother who'd just
caught her son with his hand in the cookie jar.

    "Don't move!"

    She flinched, but held the pose while he walked around her.

    When he got back to his original position, he started shaking his
head almost wearily. "I think I let Avon get you too cheaply.

    "Anyway, I needed to make sure I can get you back in that pose in
front of a camera. You'll have to get used to that sort of reaction,
because a lot of people will be doing it. You handled it quite well.
Once you start working, the cameras will usually capture stuff like
that, but sometimes they won't have the right angle."

    He turned and watched the dogs while they were romping. "It's part
of what makes Delta so special. She's incredibly patient, and she'll
let herself be posed while everything else is going on. Even her ears
freeze if we ask her to freeze them. It's a rare dog that will do
that."

    He took a deep breath and let it out. "Sorry. I get distracted
easily. I have to let it happen, or I miss chances to make the big
deals, sometimes.

    "That absurd deal I was talking about? It was with Avon. They
signed a five year contract that guarantees the four of you five big
ones, to give them any time *you* feel comfortable giving them. You
folks get thirty percent of the net for the rest of your lives. Any
heirs will get fifteen percent, split however they decide.

    "They want to do a line of Rockwell memorabilia, using the four of
you to recreate the paintings as photographs. They'll supply the
extras and props at no cost to you folks."

    He sighed. "Jim knows me, so I don't think he's going to cut my
throat or sic Delta on me for making a decision that should have had
your input. I honestly didn't have time to wait on this one. I had to
sign as your agent or they would have gone somewhere else, and they'd
made it clear I was over the barrel. Avon is... Tough to deal with,
but once they sign, they're committed. They know me, and they know
that even if you only give them a few shoots a year, they'll get their
money back at least ten fold."

    Jill buried her head into my shoulder and started crying.

    I held her and Jim waited patiently, until she'd recovered a
little and turned in my arms to stare at him.

    Her voice trembled when she spoke barely above a whisper. "First,
you got me a chance to be the Coppertone girl, grown up. Now..."

    She shuddered and sighed. "I'd work my ass off for free, to be in
*one* Rockwell re-creation."

    "That was part of my thinking when I signed for you, yes. I
assumed it was a real possibility."

    She straightened suddenly and giggled. "They want whatever time we
can give them, huh?"

    "Yes."

    "Be a lot easier if we have a mobile studio that was dedicated to
the project, traveling with us, wouldn't it?"

    He stiffened and eyed her warily. "It would, of course."

    "Good. Get us one."

    "Do my best. Anything else?"

    "Sweeten the deal a little and ask for some extra money. I'll
travel as whatever Rockwell character they ask for, for the next five
years, as long as it doesn't interfere with Coppertone's and Mattel's
plans for the next year. Maybe I can convince Carl to do the same
thing."

    I didn't hesitate. "Sounds like fun. Delta and I are in, all the
way."

    Jim's jaw actually went slack, something I'd never seen happen.

    Eventually he recovered and closed it. "Lady, you are incredible."

    "All I am is a 'simple' country girl, who knows how to look out
for herself, and her man, when she finds one she wants to keep."

    "Avon is going to scream, that they didn't think of that. I love
what's happening to my bank account. Thanks."

    She laughed. "No thanks needed. Just looking out for number one
and you happened to get in my way."

    He touched his chest. "Touch. I concede. When you 'retire', if I'm
still around, there will be a job waiting for you. If you need it, ask
and it's yours."

    "Both of us. Package deal or nothing, to get us to consider it."

    "Done."

    He held out his hand again, and the three of us shook, then he
straightened and shook himself out of whatever mood he was in before
he looked down at the dogs, then up at us.

    "Carl, buried in those detailed expense reports is something
called 'incidental makeup expenses'."

    "I know They've always seemed reasonable, and I can understand not
wanting to be too specific, sometimes."

    "Good. I see a lot in this business, and intact animals sometimes
present unusual problems, that have to be discretely dealt with during
shoots. Delta's estrus is one of those details that we don't like to
have on the record. That's true for any intact bitch."

    "I understand that. No problem."

    He focused on Jill and then smiled oddly. "Intact dogs present
problems when they're around a bitch in season, and it's clear that
you've taken the time to train him to mostly ignore Delta, who is
obviously in heat. For that, I thank you, because it will save a lot
of time, and we won't risk getting rid of his 'machismo', which, as
they say, is a 'very good thing', because it's what sold him to
Coppertone."

    He glanced at me before Jill could respond. "She's a couple weeks
early this time."

    I nodded. "Started Friday sometime, and I didn't notice until we'd
stopped to settle for the night. Would have stayed home and called
you, otherwise."

    He nodded, then turned back to Jill. "Now, male dogs tend to get
distracted when a bitch is in heat nearby, and there's a routine way
of dealing with that on the set. There are people who take them aside
and discretely masturbate them, then return them to the set so they
can keep working. It's all very routine and professionally done, so
the dog doesn't form any attachments to the person doing it. It's
tucked away under 'special handler's fees'."

    He studied Jill until she nodded. "Ok. I can see where that sort
of service would be needed. I'll be ok with it, I think."

    He sighed. "I hope so, because we can't afford what would happen
if you decided to deal with it yourself, on location. What happens at
home would only be a problem if he started asking for 'service' during
shooting, if you happened to decide to see if you wanted to try it
yourself. The handler won't mind helping you learn. Part of the job,
and sometimes there's no choice except to let the owner deal with it."

    My eyebrows had gone up until I sighed. "Knock it off, Jim. How
long have you known about me and Delta? To save some time, Jill and I
know about each other, and it doesn't bother either of us. What's
going on, that you'd finally admit you've known?"

    He sighed. "Makeup figured it out first, years ago, when they gave
her a routine douche, to reduce the risk of her staining anything.
Don't worry, Carl. It's all very routine and impersonal. Delta treats
it calmly, as part of preparation for the shoot, when it has to be
done. It's done while she's being groomed, and it NEVER goes further.
Anyone tries it, they get blackballed for life, as much as it pains me
to do that to them.

    "It's been the same woman every time, and she does it in private,
just like she does any of the other dogs when she has to do things
that would be considered 'intimate'. She warned the vet, of course, so
he's been keeping an eye on Delta, too, when he has to examine her.
And of course, they told me. A few other folks know, or they figured
it out and I confirmed it. All people who work for me, and I trust
them completely. That's it. Anyone else has to guess."

    He sighed. "My point is this, you folks are going to be living as
'The Traditional American Family' for most of the next five years.
Sorry to do this to you Carl, but I want you to start using condoms
all the time, with Delta and Jill, instead of when I've managed to
indirectly warn you a shoot was critical, that way."

    I sighed. "I can do that. We'd better set it up so I don't... Hey!
Could we work with a condom maker?"

    He laughed briefly. "I don't know. I doubt it. I'll find a way to
make sure you have all the condoms you and Jill need. Newlyweds,
maybe, at first."

    I nodded and he turned back to Jill. "We do our best to keep stuff
like this hidden from the rest of the world. People who have a problem
with it don't last long in this part of the business. Sorry for being
so blunt, but we have to have everything up front, or I can't do my
job right, which is make sure you're working, so *I* make money. Got
it?"

    She sighed. "I understand. If nothing else, the sudden dose of
reality brought me back to Earth, and getting discovered as a zoo
hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be. Thanks."

    "You're welcome."

    "What do you want me to do about Ivan? Don't ask me to stop. I do
love him, and he doesn't deserve something he'd never understand,
happening to him after all these years."

    "Jill, if you could cut him off like that, I wouldn't hesitate to
tear up the contracts and walk away, even though I know I'll probably
never meet another couple like you folks, again.

    "We *need* what your relationship with Ivan has created. He's the
'perfect family dog' because of it. He's supremely self confident, but
not arrogant about it, and he's gentle enough he can tolerate kids,
and the absolute terrors they can be. Not that anyone he works with
will be like that, but you can expect the usual ear tugging and stuff
when you work with kids during photo ops or just happen to be out for
a walk together. It's all part of that Rockwell Reality."

    He grinned. "And it's the hint of his sexual attraction that the
Coppertone folks want. I was looking for the perfect dog, and spotted
the two of you. What do you think is going to happen when the ads hit,
and they say, without saying it, that if you use Coppertone, even a
dog isn't able to resist how sexy you are?"

    "That, Jill is the 'secret' that made the originals so popular.
'Innocent sexiness'."

    She blushed. "I..."

    "I know. You're not innocent, and you're older. That's the point.
Nostalgia when folks remember the originals, and the hint of modern
thinking when folks get the message that Coppertone helps keep your
husband interested, in spite of the ways you've changed as you've
grown older.

    "Husband and wife, not family with daughter or teenager. With a
mature couple they can do subliminal and even overt things they could
never do with kids."

    He let her think about it for awhile. "Still interested in being
'The Coppertone Girl', grown up?"

    Jill looked at me and I shrugged. "Up to you, and we have the Avon
thing to fall back on, right, Jim?"

    "They'd be ecstatic to get their hands on you four without anyone
else needing your time, except the motel chain, right now. Got that
Rockwell Wedding waiting, too. Once that happens, we're all going to
be so busy we won't have time to spend what we're earning, unless we
tell someone 'no', and make it stick."

    Jill sighed, knelt and hugged Ivan before she gave him an open
mouthed kiss and looked up at me, then Jim.

    "All of it. I'll stop when I get tired of running, and then we'll
find something else to keep us busy while I regain enough energy to
get up and run some more."

    "Done."

    He got back in his car and leaned out. "See you folks at the
cabin. Take your time. The crew should be ready for you by now, but
let me have a chance to tell them we're all going on the clock,
immediately."

    He drove off, and once his car was out of sight, Jill grinned a
little girl grin. "Not ever. Not in my *wildest* fantasies, did I ever
dream that being a closet zoo would lead to something like this. Oh, I
know we'll have to be careful and paranoid, but still..."

    I laughed and walked over to help her up before I hugged her.
"Look at the advantage we have. We already treat paranoia as a way of
life."

    While she was trying to stifle another case of giggles, I kissed
her hungrily, cutting them off.

    When we got to the gate, Jill leaned on it looked around. "I've
always wanted to be on a working set, to see what it was like. This is
incredible."

    She turned and I could see the wonder in her eyes, and something
more, that I knew was love, because I'd seen it for years, in Delta's
eyes.

    Then both of us jerked our heads up when somebody shouted.
"Beautiful! Incredible! I LOVE this job already. Kiss her, goddamnit!"

    Jill blushed and I laughed. "Ready or not, here I come..."

    Our lips met, and we forgot about having an audience, until I felt
a paw slap at my leg just before Delta planted her feet on my side and
tried to get her share of the attention by forcing us apart enough she
could get her tongue inside my mouth

    Ivan was trying to nose his way between us, and suddenly we both
seemed to remember...

    And we jerked apart while Jill hurriedly whispered "Ivan! Sit!
Later!"

    There was laughter, and somebody shouted good naturedly. "You
folks should be in the movies. Porn ones!"

    Jill blushed.

    I'd heard similar comments before, from other crews, so I just
turned and shouted back. "That's why we're in front of the camera, and
you're behind it. We know what we're doing, and you never will!"

    Jill unfroze and lost her blush. "Are they always like this?"

    "Nahh. This crew is special. They belong to Jim. They get the
usually tedious job of scouting locations. They're going to love
pretending they are a production crew for awhile. Wouldn't be
surprised if they brought their wives and girlfriends with them as
extras, to pose when they need warm bodies. Wasn't paying attention
when they drove the trucks past us."

    Sure enough, a woman appeared in the doorway to the cabin. "Carl!
Good to see you when you aren't working."

    "Carol! What are you doing here instead of running the business?"

    "Unashamedly taking advantage of the situation. Once I saw it on
Google Earth, I had to come and see it in person. It's beautiful."

    I sobered and nodded. "And now you know why I've never told anyone
where it is, until now. Jim tell you I decided to move out after the
wedding?"

    She nodded, then came over and studied Jill, who lifted her chin
slightly.

    Carol smiled and touched Jill's cheek lightly. "Relax, Jill.
You're not beautiful, and you have to know that by now. What you are
is everyone's kid sister grown up to become their best friend's
steady, and then their wife. You're their mother and their girlfriend,
all in one. It's going to be a pleasure working with you."

    She lowered her hand and studied me. "The husband showing his wife
her wedding gift, her new home, for the first time. It was a fantastic
moment."

    I chuckled. "Showed it to her yesterday, and last night."

    Jill was smiling. "It's was a fantasy come to life, seeing all
this, and knowing it's set up for me. I think every girl secretly
wants to be in the lights someday, and they are as dazzling as I
dreamed they would be. Thank you."

    Then she thew her arms wide and spun in place like a little girl,
while she shouted: "Thank you! All of you! It's the most perfect
wedding gift a girl could ever get!"

    "In the can! Looks like 'One Take' has some serious competition!"

    She froze, then looked around "Who said that?"

    One of the camera crew was grinning. "I did!"

    She ran over and wrapped him a hug, then kissed him full on the
lips, hard enough that he blushed. "Hey! I'm on the clock and my
wife's here, somewhere."

    She laughed. "Relax, I'm only thanking you, not hunting. I have a
husband already, and I'm an old fashioned country girl. She'll
understand."

    His wife stuck her head out the door. "Indeed, I do understand, so
relax, Quince. You might be too cynical and jaded to recognize honest
enthusiasm, but I'm not. It's refreshing to see it. Glad you talked me
into coming along instead of showing up tomorrow."

    Then she looked around. "Food's on the table out back when you
folks are ready to eat."

    Then she looked at me. "Relax, Carl. Didn't use anything except
your stove. We brought enough to last us a week. This first meal was
prepared ahead of time, so all we did was reheat."

    I nodded my thanks. "Not worried about that, and thanks, Irene."

    "Welcome. Part of the job, and you know it."

    "True." I touched Jill to get her attention. "Irene's the head
cook for the crew. She could do better, all of these folks could, but
they like their fun and freedom a little too much to make a good
production crew."

    "Lies! All of it! Lies I tell you! I'll take unflattering shots of
your bad side, then frame them and give them to Jill!"

    Jill spun around before I could react, found her target, then
smiled, creating an instant silence.

    She let it go on just long enough, then spoke calmly,
conversationally. "Thanks for the offer, but don't bother. I've seen
his butt already, and I think it's pretty sexy, ya know?"

    The silence continued, then it was broken by enthusiastic
applause.

    Carol laughed. "Where did you learn how work an audience like
that?"

    Jill spoke off handedly. "Didn't Jim tell you folks about my past?
I fought my way up until I was running a thirty person secretarial
pool, and I didn't get there by using my body. I made them like me so
much they wanted me as their boss, and that's a fact anyone can
check."

    Carol, for the first time, as far as I'd ever seen, blushed. "No,
Jim didn't tell us that, and he should have at least told *me*."

    She turned slightly and glared at Jim, who was settled in a
kitchen chair on the porch.

    He shrugged. "I couldn't think of anything reasonable to give you
on our twentieth, so I decided I'd be unreasonable, instead."

    Her glare vanished. "Have I really been working for you for that
long?"

    "As of today, yes. I checked the tax records to be certain."

    "You!"

    "Yep. Thanks, Carol. Wouldn't be here, if you hadn't stayed."

    "Any other surprises?"

    "Only one. If Jill can put up with you, I'd like to make you
Ivan's special handler, like you are for Delta, when she's working.
Just told Carl she has one, and why."

    Jill and I froze at his casual request, then we looked at each
other and I shrugged before I took the time to look at each of the
crew members. Each one of them nodded with none of their usual humor,
so I turned back to Jim, and knew I looked stunned. "All of you?"

    He was smiling. "Of course. Most of us are inactive, but at one
time... It's why we're doing the work we are."

    "I never dreamed. It's so... Impossible."

    He chuckled. "Which is why it works so well."

    He stood and stretched. "We're going to work with you while we
wait for word on the wedding. We've never tried doing this before, so
be prepared for anything. The simple explanation is that we're going
to help you try and get rid of the tell tale signs that shout 'Zoo!'
to those who know what to look for.

    "Some things, we can't do anything about, of course. Hopefully,
nobody will have a reason to look closely in the first place."

    He turned away. "You folks do whatever you want, but I'm hungry."

    Jill sighed. "I'm not stupid, I think. Does this mean there're
cameras all over, and they're running?"

    Carol sighed. "Sorry. We've kept them out of the bedroom, and
won't bring any in unless we're trying a bedroom scene. Not going to
worry about those very much, because we'll only use Delta at first, to
work off that contract before you folks get mixed up in it.

    "By then, we should have Ivan to the point he's getting
professional enough to keep his private life separate, just like Delta
does. You've already done most of the work, if Carl never spotted you.
Now, we have to get him to turn it on and off at home, when he would
usually be able to relax.

    "We have a solution, of sorts, which is to get you folks a fancy
RV and keep you out of the motels when we're on the road, which will
be most of the time, unless we're shooting on location or doing pr
stuff."

    I spoke up. "Carol? How seriously are we treating this Rockwell
thing? Is it seriously enough we could get away with letting me drive
one of the rigs 'in character' so to speak, and let Jill be in
character while she and the dogs ride in the cab? Then we only use an
external camera crew focused on us after we get enough interior
stuff?"

    She nodded. "I'll look into that possibility. I can't see it not
working, since you're a professional driver with more experience than
anyone we're likely to get to drive you around. But, while that's not
talked about in the contracts, for the money you're getting, a lot of
people are going to be uneasy about letting either of you do your own
driving."

    "Then they're idiots, because we'd be safer in a rig than a limo,
especially if I drive just the tractor, unless we need a trailer on
it.

    "The main reason I'm asking is for the sleeper and some privacy,
while still being able to give the camera crews something to shoot so
everyone feels like we're working. Nobody is going to raise their
eyebrows if Jill and the dogs nap while we're on the road, as long as
they have the chance."

    "Good points, Carl. And none of us will mention another reason the
sleeper would be handy to have."

    She sobered suddenly. "Have you ever considered getting Delta's
tubes tied? Nobody would think anything of you choosing that as a way
to keep your options open, since she's such a good working bitch."

    Then she turned to Jill and smiled wryly. "The same would be true
if you opted to get Ivan a vasectomy. That would leave people
guessing, too, about letting them mate and have puppies. As it is,
folks are going to be selling puppies as ones Ivan sired, or Delta
whelped. Happens all the time, if a dog is popular enough, and the
buyers seldom check.

    "There was a case, years ago, when one of those 'breeders' didn't
realize he'd called the owner of a well known working dog and offered
to sell him some puppies the dog had sired.

    "The owner didn't get upset, just offered the guy $1,000 cash if
he could produce the paperwork to prove his claims."

    She grinned evilly. "The guy never called back or showed up, of
course. The working 'dog' just happened to be a working *bitch*."

    Jill's jaw went slack and I knew I looked stunned. "Are you
*serious*?"

    "Completely."

    I lost it and roared with laughter while Jill got a case of the
giggles that doubled her over.

    After we managed to recover, a little, I offered Jill my arm.
"Let's take the scenic route, around the cabin, and go eat."

    She sobered as best she could, then linked her arm through mine.
"Let's."

    When everyone else started to join us Jill watched them and
sighed. "I suppose there are cameras and stuff out back, too?"

    Carol sighed and nodded. "Some lights and stuff set up on tripods.
Otherwise people will be using hand cams. Think of it as a family get
together, and like always, there are a few folks who think they are
professional photogs and they get in the way and all that stuff.
Except, of course, these folks *are* professionals, and they won't get
in the way. They won't ask you to stop what you are doing to pose for
them, either. So, relax. Completely."

    Carol's wry tones had Jill giggling, which was the whole pont, to
get her to relax and be herself.

    Something in her emphasis made me glance at her. "Completely?"

    She sighed. "Yes. Don't worry about hiding the things you do
normally when you are alone. There's a reason. We need to see what you
two do unconsciously, that might cause problems later. Plus, it will
give us a better idea about what we have to work with in Ivan and
Jill. You and Delta, we already know about."

    She suddenly laughed. "Don't know how Delta is going to handle all
this since she knows all about lights and cameras, and loves them."

    This time, when she knew she had Jill's attention, she grinned,
then raised her voice. "Delta! Chow call! Out back, girl!"

    We heard a woof, and then got a glimpse of her running past with
her tail wagging, as she headed for the food. Ivan was right behind
her, of course, and I started laughing. "Training by association? Once
he sees what going on... "

    I looked at Jill. "How much of a glutton is he?"

    "No idea. We haven't been in crowds with him off leash, for
years."

    Then I sighed. "Oh, great. Delta's been trained, but it's pretty
unlikely that Ivan has. 'Poison broke'."

    Jill interrupted. "What's that? Sounds ominous."

    Carol nodded. "It can be. Poison breaking is training the animal
so it only takes food from certain people, or on command, and never on
its own when anyone else offers. It's all part of the normal
speciality training that gets done for a working dog, so relax. Don't
worry about it right now, since we want him being himself around
people. He'll get eased into the rest, over time."

    We got around the corner and Jill froze. "That's incredible!"

    We watched for awhile, while the crew was putting Delta through
some of her routines before they gave her food.

    Quince had Ivan in a sit stay, and even though his whole body
quivered with eagerness, he was letting his nose be held as Quince set
a piece of meat on it while he was talking easily. He kept his grip
for a few seconds, then suddenly let go as he said 'Ok!'.

    Ivan tried for the food as it fell, missed, and then gobbled it
and looked back at Quince for more.

    I chuckled. "I don't think you have to worry about Ivan letting
others work with him. This sort of training without making it a
training session, is routine, for Jim's crews."

    Jill gasped when Delta jumped on the table, then started giggling
when Delta daintily walked from one end to the other, where she got
her snack, then jumped down, all without disturbing anything.

    Jill got herself under control, then let go of me and sat down and
started serving herself. I sat opposite her, filled a plate, and then
started eating.

    Jill would eat a few bites, then look around, shake her head, and
eat some more.

    Eventually Ivan realized she was there, and came over to settle,
focus, and beg intensely, yet patiently, an action I was used to from
all the time we'd spent around each other while hiking together.

    Delta was around people she knew she could charm, so she mostly
ignored me unless I called her.

    Once, when Delta was standing with her feet on the bench, I got
Jill's attention, grinned and then turned back to Delta. "Feed me."

    She picked a piece of meat from my plate, peeled her lips back as
she tilted her head, and froze.

    I leaned forward, took it from her with my mouth, then pulled back
and made a show of eating it. "Thanks, Love."

    She let me rub her ears briefly, then she was off to charm someone
else.

    Jill was wide eyed. "You're kidding!"

    "Nope. Just one of those wildassed 'I wonders'. And since it's a
'trick', nobody blinks when I call her my love."

    Jim settled next to me. "It wasn't Carl's idea, either. It started
as a tease by another driver. Two weeks later Carl collected five
grand, and it's become part of her portfolio."

    Then he got serious. "I've been thinking... We have five days, to
see if we can add another 'wildass' to her portfolio. Interested? It
won't matter if she pulls it off or not, but if she does, you're going
to have a memorable wedding photo in your album."

    Jill studied him thoughtfully. "I'm starting to get you figured
out, Jim. What could be wilder than... Oh, say, having her walk the
length of the food table during the reception?"

    He chuckled. "She does that all the time. Thousand a good take,
since she seldom misses her landing after she takes off and hits the
table."

    Jill gaped. "She does that table thing at weddings?"

    "Live after rehearsals with props in the right positions, so we
can make sure everything is in the right places so she can plant her
feet."

    She shifted and looked at me, and I shrugged. "Never told you,
because when we're relaxing, she's just another dog. I know she loves
it, but if she had to do it all the time, she'd eventually get tired
of it. She's a working girl. That stuff is what pays her bills, and if
she started doing it for free, those bills wouldn't get paid."

    I turned and studied Jim. "I'll bite. What do you have in mind, if
it isn't running the table?"

    "One thing's a given, Carl. She *must* take the plate from you and
take the first piece of wedding cake to Jill, after you and Jill cut
the cake. Ok?"

    "Don't have a problem with that. Jill?"

    "Fine with me."

    I sighed. "Ok, Jim, this has to be pretty wild, if you're ducking
with me. Spill."

    "Just as the two of you reach to cut the cake, Delta jumps over
it. It will all be carefully set, and the danger more imagined than
real, but I'm counting on 'One Take' to get it right, and nobody
except the setup crew will know it's coming, because we're going to
dry run it here, before you folks head to your wedding."

    "How's she going to get the height? You won't be able to build a
ramp for her."

    "Special serving carts, built so they can be locked together to
support her take off ramp, with 'waiters' bracing them. Wedding cake
will be shorter than usual, and wider to make up for that. Excuse will
be the crowd of people requiring a bigger cake to make sure everyone
gets a piece."

    Jill spoke up. "What about Ivan?"

    "Carol will have both of them on very short traffic leashes.
Ivan's will be a standard one, but Delta's will be a 'break away' one
that has a hidden release so she can 'accidentally get loose'. She's
worked with it before. Loves seeing it because she knows she'll get to
run all out at some point."

    She nodded and looked at me. "I want it. Even if she misses, it
will be worth it."

    I smiled at her enthusiasm. "True."

    I didn't bother breaking eye contact ith Jim. "Wouldn't happen to
have those serving carts with you, would you?"

    Jim laughed. "Not this time. Got a crew building them right now.
Should be here in the morning."

    "Pretty confident about it."

    "Always other weddings I can sell the idea to. You folks get first
shot because yours is the one that will make me the most money first
time out, and it's not going to matter if she misses."

    Everybody within ear shot laughed, and Carol came over to hug him
from behind. "He's greedy, but that's why we love him. It rubs off on
us--in our paychecks."

    Jim's eyes got a look I'd never seen before as he touched her
hands. In anyone else, I would have called it silly infatuation.

    He smiled and tilted his head back. "Don't know how we managed to
keep it secret, Love. Seems like a good crowd of folks to be honest
with?"

    She laid her cheek against his. "Seems like."

    They kissed, then she stood and he looked around with a huge grin
on his face.

    "Carol's been working for me for twenty years, everyone knows
that. What we've never told anyone before is that her *real* job, has
been being my wife, for the last twenty years. She does the other
stuff to keep from getting bored."

    Irene gasped, then narrowed her eyes. "A lot of stuff is making
sense, now. I should have put it together years ago."

    Carol giggled. "Even zoos only see what they expect to see."

    Most of us groaned, then I sighed. "Scoundrel. Since you have your
heart set on this, do it. I suppose you're having a fake cake
delivered in the morning, too?"

    "Of course."

    "One condition."

    He flinched. "What is it?"

    "You and Carol as our standins for the first attempt."

    "Reasonable. Done."

    "I'm not."

    "Oh?"

    "Whether she nails the jump or not, everyone here signs and paw
prints one of the prints, with the words 'Happy Number Twenty, to the
greediest Agent in the business, and his wife'. Then you put it in a
gold frame on your office wall. I'll let you get away with hanging the
picture after our wedding."

    He tried to act nonchalant, but we could all see the tears in his
eyes when he held out his hand.

    "Done."

    When Jill finished her food, she watched everything for awhile,
then she frowned a little. "Carl? Is Delta glancing at the cameras
before she does things?"

    "Probably. She figured it out on her own. Has to get a nod from
all the ops, or she refuses to move. She knows we're relaxing, but
still, she checks. Habit, I guess. Once people figured out what she
was doing, they went with it. She's saved a couple of pretty expensive
shots by refusing to move when she was told to. In one case it turned
out one guy had said he was ready, then his camera froze. Nobody
noticed until Delta didn't budge, because he was too busy trying to
get it going again, to let anyone know what had happened."

    Quince looked up from Ivan. "Hope this guy picks it up. Not many
dogs are that alert to their surroundings. Once he's settled in, and
we've put some polish on him in a few months, we'll try some stuff
we've been working on, to get him the same way."

    Jill studied him and Ivan carefully. "I think he's adopted you
already. Only other person he's ever treated like that has been Carl.
Something was said about him needing a regular handler. Interested in
the job?"

    "I'd love it. But I gotta warn you. I'm gay with dogs. Went
inactive after Rick died."

    Jill sighed and looked away to study the view for a few minutes.
When she turned back I could hear a sense of loss in her tones.
"Thanks for your honesty. Ivan already knows how to keep his private
life out of the public view. What I heard was that on the set, Carol
will be dealing with his sexual needs, if they start to cause
problems. I'm fine with that."

    He nodded.

    Jill went over, knelt and kissed Ivan, then held out her hand.
"Nothing was said about the handler and the dog becoming good friends
with each other, at least. Sometimes Carl and I aren't going to have
enough time to give Ivan and Delta the kind of love they are used to.
Delta's used to that, I know. Ivan isn't. Be nice to know I have
someone I can trust, to fill in for me. The job is still yours, if you
want it."

    "Let me make sure I understand this. You *want* me to be his
handler on set, then let him fuck me when we're off location and
relaxing, if he asks?"

    Jill smiled. "Not fuck. Love him, and let him love you in return,
in the way he's used to loving me, if he asks for it."

    "You're damn easy about this."

    She sighed and looked around. "Do I have a choice, really? I hope
I don't lose him, but if I do, I do, and as long as you give us the
chance to be by ourselves when it's safe, I'll accept whatever Ivan
decides. It hurts, but realistically, I'm staring at the possibility
we'll have to give up that part of our lives for the next five years.
This way, it will be his choice if it happens, not mine."

    Her smile drooped a little and she nodded at her hand. "Well?"

    He sighed. "I can't imagine what this is costing you, Jill. I
still remember how I felt when Rick died and I made the decision to go
inactive. To accept your own lover might..."

    He took her hand and kissed the back of it lightly. "I can't
refuse, and I think you knew that as soon as I said I was gay with
dogs."

    She smiled and reached to brush his cheek. "We're zoos. I know how
you think, and I took advantage of that to do the best I could for
Ivan. If not you, I imagine someone else here would have accepted."

    He chuckled. "Accepted? Fought over the chance to handle him, now
that we've seen him. Thank you for trusting me."

    "You're welcome."

    She stood and looked at the people surrounding them. "Carl trusts
you already, it looks like Ivan does, too. Since they do, I do."

    Then she looked at me. "I know we'll have company, but I want to
go for a walk and see some more of your property."

    I stood and stretched. "Fine with me."

    Then I looked at the others. "Delta free runs when we're home, and
makes her own decisions about what she's doing. Appreciate it if you
let her keep doing it until the wedding, or when we're not rehearsing.
Don't let her enthusiasm seduce you into over working her."

    A few of them blushed, then all nodded when I checked.

    "Good enough."

    I went to Jill and gestured. "Whither away?"

    She took my hand in hers. "I'll drift, ok?"

    "Sure. Sounds trite, but I've seen it all before."

    She giggled. "You crazy, crazy man. Glad I met you."

    Then her eyes got a wicked look before she faced front. As she
stepped, she spoke clearly, commandingly. "Heel!"

    "Woof!"

    We'd managed to get about fifty feet, before we saw Delta and Ivan
forge ahead of us with their tails high, and there was laughter behind
us.

    Carol waved us off when we stopped and turned to see what was
going on. "Go! All that happened was that Ivan went *through* Quince
when he realized you were leaving him behind."

    Jill giggled, then resumed her slow walk.

    "I wish we could keep them as the main crew."

    I sighed. "I do, too. This is a working vacation for them, and
they know it. As soon as we leave, they'll do some more shooting, then
pack up and go wherever Jim says they have to go."

    "What if we ask Jim to use them to scout ahead for us?"

    I shook my head. "Can't be done, or I'd suggest it to Jim. I'm
surprised he let you steal Quince without a protest."

    Jim spoke up from where he'd settled to watch us during the first
part of our ambling.

    "I didn't protest because I'm already paying them to live in your
pockets for the next five years, once you sign the paperwork. Part of
*my* contract says I get to use any means I wish, to make sure there's
a crew living with you when you aren't working, to capture those
'spontaneous moments' when they happen.

    "They're listed as 'personal support staff'.

    "Since C&M already agreed to pay for any handlers we needed while
you're working for them, Quince just got an instant pay raise that
didn't come out of my pocket. After that contract expires, I'll find
someone else to pay him the outrageous fees I know he's going to
want."

    Quince spoke calmly. "Forget it, Jim. You'll never be able to
match what I know Jill will pay me when I ask if she wants to take
over my contract."

    Jim sighed. "Already?"

    "Yep."

    "I'll work your butts off."

    "So?"

    "Point."

    Jim finally smiled. "Give him some spending money, anyway, Jill.
All he'll ask for is the privelege of continuing to work with Ivan.

    He chuckled. "If I were twenty years younger, I'd be begging you
to let me work Ivan, and I'm *het*."

    Jill looked at me and I shrugged. "I don't know what you've done
to Jim, but he's mellowed. Never known him to lie, either."

    Jill watched the dogs for awhile, then turned to Quince. "Talk to
me in five years. Might be a problem by then, because I imagine Ivan
will have to retire if he hasn't died. He's almost eight years old."

    Quince sighed, then nodded. "I'll take whatever time I get, and
treasure the memories."

    We resumed our walk, and eventually wound up walking along the
service road until we hit the gate on the other side of the property.

    I leaned against one of the posts so I could look over my
property, and sighed.

    Jill hugged me. "What was that for?"

    "Memories. Unless we need to come back for location shooting, or a
quick break, we're not going to see the place for the next five years.
Even when we do return, it won't be the same, because it won't be
'ours', in the way I'd hoped it would be. But that's not what bothers
me the most."

    "Oh?"

    "None of us will be the people we were when we left, and I'm
afraid of what we might become."

    She settled against me, then I wrapped my arms around her.
"Whatever we'll be, it won't matter in the long run. All people will
ever see is the makeup and costumes. The dogs will be more
recognizable than we are."

    She sighed. "I hope we'll still be faceless when all this is over,
and I'm looking forward to it, already. Doesn't matter. We go where
life takes us."

    * * *

    Monday morning, all the props were set up and things were
rearranged appropriately.

    The crew for the serving carts did some practice to make sure they
could get them linked and the ramp built in as little time as
possible. While they were doing that, the 'cake' was set on the ground
and Carol had Delta on her leash. For now, Jill held on to Ivan,
because we didn't want him getting in the way.

    Jim looked around, nodded his head, then shouted. "Rehearsal! Roll
'em!"

    Delta perked, then Carol spoke clearly. "Delta. Cake. Over!"

    And released the hook.

    Delta didn't bother looking around, just took off at a dead run
and jumped the cake with ease, landed, then flicked her tail and
trotted back to Carol.

    Carol praised her, then hooked her back up and grinned at Jim.
"Bet you she clears it first time."

    "No bet. This was just to make sure she knew what we wanted."

    He turned away. "Cut! Set it up!"

    Jill touched my arm to get my attention. "How come the long delay
before he said 'cut'?"

    "Out takes. Folks sometimes play around once they've rehearsed
what they've supposed to. Once in awhile the play is good enough to
get used during filming. And of course, there are the traditional
blooper reels."

    She giggled. "Oh. Makes sense, now that you've explained it."

    It didn't take long before everything was set and the serving
carts were linked and set up. Once Jim looked it over and pronounced
it ready, he nodded to Carol. "Introduce her to the ramp."

    Carol walked Delta over and Delta went up it without being told
to, to stand at the top and look everything over as if she was saying
'Yeah? It's a nice view.' Then Carol walked her down and back into
position.

    Delta settled at her side and Carol nodded. "We're ready."

    Jim studied things and mumbled "Well, I'm not! But...

    "Roll 'em! Rehearsal. Wedding cake leap, take one!"

    "Delta. Ramp. Cake. Over!" And the leash fell from Delta's collar

    Delta was off, ran the ramp, cleared the cake with contemptuous
ease, then surprised us all when she kept running after she nailed her
landing.

    Jim got frantic. "Track her! Keep rolling! She's not done!"

    Delta circled wide, then ducked her head and put everything she
had into her sudden burst of speed. She brushed past Ivan, who was now
barking and hitting the end of his leash.

    I think we all subconsciously knew what was going to happen next.
Delta was headed for the end of the table, and it was obvious she was
going to hit the table and try to make the jump lengthwise.

    Just before she leapt for the table, I heard a snap. Years of
being on sets made my reaction automatic. "Ivan's loose! Someone get a
hand cam on him!"

    "Done!"

    Delta ignored our shouts about Ivan, and leapt, landed on the
table, then pranced past the food props and launched herself...

    Then there was absolute silence when she nailed her landing and
made it off the table, without disturbing a thing.

    Ivan, on the other hand...

    He launched himself, landed on the table--and props went
everywhere.

    He ignored the devastation he created, kept going and easily
cleared the cake, then sent more dishes and fake food flying when he
landed and skidded off the end of the table. Once he collected
himself, he barked happily and took off to go chase Delta, who had,
very professionally, returned to Carol's side and sat there calmly, as
if to say "Well, I've done that. What now?"

    Jill was the one who broke the silence as she held up Ivan's leash
and spoke contritely. "He broke the snap. Sorry."

    Everyone held the silence for a bit longer, then burst into
applause and laughter.

    Jim was grinning when he walked over to take the leash from her
and study the broken snap. "Don't be. That's one reason we have
rehearsals. To find out if we're going to have problems, and then we
fix them."

    He handed the leash back, then turned around to study the
devastation Ivan had caused.

    Ivan was trying to get Delta to play but she snarled at him, so he
settled and finally let Carol hook up the spare leash she always
carried, before she praised him enthusiastically.

    Jim's voice was reverent when he finally spoke softly.

    "That was... Incredible.

    "I hope we got that. Did anyone think to have a cam on Jill, so we
got that bit with her holding up the leash?"

    One of the crew spoke up. "She was in the background of mine, so
we may have it."

    Jim nodded. "Good. All we really need is her voice, anyway. We can
recreate the pose itself, if we have to, maybe.

    "Eventually, we're going to teach Ivan how to do that on command,
and then I'm going to make a small fortune when I sell someone all
that as a package deal. There are some big names in comedy who would
*love* to work off that. Some serious actors and actresses, too..."

    He shook his head in admiration. "Both of them left the cake
untouched, too, except for the incidental flying stuff that landed on
it."

    His words were almost indifferent when he remembered to yell "Cut!
That's a wrap!"

    He got half a dozen shouts of 'In the can!' in reply, then he
doubled over with laughter.

    Eventually he recovered and straightened.

    "Ok, folks. Let's call it a day and see what we have. Somebody
burn all that to a couple dvds and make sure we have archival copies.
You folks know what to do.

    "Carol, you can turn Delta and Ivan loose so they can relax.

    "Carl, Jill, you folks can relax and do whatever you want for
awhile. Grab the dogs and go somewhere private if you want.

    "I'm going to see what sort of a snack tray Irene has put
together."

    He walked off, and after she watched him go, Carol let the dogs
loose, then came over to us and focused on Jill.

    "Delta is used to enjoying herself after she does what she is
supposed to during rehearsals, and we've encouraged her to 'ad lib'
once she's done. We should have seen that one coming."

    Then she noticed Jill was still staring at the mess. "As crazy as
it might sound to you, we love that sort of enthusiasm, and encourage
it as long as it's during rehearsals. If the humans can do it, we
strongly feel the animals should be able to relax, too, as long as
they have their part down, and...

    "Delta didn't get nicknamed 'One Take' for no reason."

    Jill eventually nodded, then turned to me. "She's so relaxed while
you're hiking, and to see her like this, so focused... If I hadn't
been here all along, I would have been ready to believe you use a
stunt double for her."

    I chuckled. "She has one for the routine stuff. Matter of fact,
Delta is more likely to be the stunt double, than she is the actress."

    Jill looked at the devastation and sighed. "I can understand why."

    Then she faced Carol again. "All that destruction, and you folks
act like it's unimportant."

    Carol nodded. "It is, in the long run, and that 'destruction' has
been the inspiration for what's going to be an incredible experience
for a lot of movie goers, someday.

    "Ivan's not in trouble. Exactly the opposite, because anything a
dog can do on their own, they can eventually learn to do on command."

    Carol saw that Jill still hadn't quite accepted the situation, so
she went on gently. "Jill, forget that your dog got free on a movie
set, and picture yourself in a theater somewhere, and you've just seen
that take place on screen. The audience is stunned into silence while
Delta runs across the table without touching anything, then roaring
with laughter after Ivan blunders through, wrecking everything except
the cake. How are you feeling right then, knowing that one of the dogs
used was your own--and that he can do that any time you ask him to?"

    She turned and walked away.

    Jill finally hugged herself, then whispered. "No wonder you love
this business. To know you and Delta have touched so many people...

    "I'm addicted already."

    I stood behind her and wrapped my arms around her before I bent
and kissed her cheek. "Wait until Ivan's flubbed an easy take, then
see how you feel. Most likely he'll feel just as disgusted with
himself, as you are embarrassed. He'll show it, too. If it happens
during a take, watch Delta, and you'll see what I mean."

    I chuckled. "You should see the look she can give an actor or
actress she's worked with before, when *they* flub something they got
perfect during rehearsals. She's made a couple of 'names' blush.
Director never had to say a word."

    She giggled. "Really?"

    "Yes. Really. She's casual about goofs during rehearsals, as long
as she's done it right before she makes the mistake, because sometimes
those mistakes lead to changes that make the whole shot better than it
was. In her favor, of course, she seldom makes the same mistake twice,
which is why she's been encouraged to relax and play during rehearsals
if everyone else is playing after they do the scene. She really is
allowed to jump in the middle and ad lib when everyone else is doing
it.

    I looked at the mess and shook my head. "She's done stuff like
this before, but it's never been as... Spectacular an ad lib."

    "That's how you need to see what happened. Ivan didn't get in the
middle of a take, so there's no reason for anyone to get upset with
him, or you. All it means is that we'll have to do what we can, and
make sure he's not going to get loose during the wedding. Most likely,
Carol will look over your leash, and then use one that's several times
sturdier, and that has a safety cable attached to a hidden waist belt,
so even if he tugs free of her hand, he won't get very far."

    "Won't people notice the safety cable?"

    "Not likely. It's part of a special leash that rips apart easily,
so the only visible part will be going from her hand to her waist. And
she'll be ready for him, since once she knows what we want, Delta
doesn't need the cue words. She'll take off as soon as the leash
disconnects. We'll keep her landing area clear by setting it up as the
clear space the camera crew needs, just like we did here.

    "It will look accidental when it happens, but as soon as it's
over, people will realize it was a planned stunt, especially since
some folks already know she's a stunt dog. With any kind of luck, the
ramp crew will get the ramp collapsed before anyone really sees it,
and folks will be wondering how Delta managed to get across the carts
without tipping them, until someone explains how it was done. Wouldn't
surprise me if somebody wants her to do it again while people take
pictures of the whole process."

    She giggled. "That's what Jim is counting on, isn't he? People are
going to start wondering how he'll top it?"

    "Yep. Don't know what he'll eventually come up with, but I can
guarantee you it will look as spontaneous as what you saw here."

    She nestled into me. "We see so much cgi these days, and it looks
so real. No wonder Delta can make so much. There's a thrill to knowing
it actually happened somewhere instead of it being 'smoke and
mirrors'."

    "I know."

    She turned and kissed me. "Thanks. I'm finally comfortable with
losing my job, now that I've been a part of... All of it."

    Then she giggled again and pulled away to tug at my hand. "Let's
take Jim's advice and you can show me some of the private places,
where you spend time with Delta."

    "If you and the dogs will follow me..."

    I took her out the gate while the dogs romped around us, then
showed her and Ivan a few of the places I knew couldn't be seen by
casual observers.

    Eventually we settled on some pine needles in a secluded spot and
the four of us got mixed up a tangle of loving lust.

    We paid attention to Delta and Ivan, first, then, after I
recovered enough, I paid attention to Jill while the dogs did whatever
they felt like doing, which was mostly Ivan licking anywhere he could
stick his nose, and Delta settling close enough we could pet her
whenever we wanted to.

    It was late afternoon when, arm in arm, we drifted back to the
cabin.

    Once again Jill leaned on the gate and studied things before she
sighed.

    "So many good memories, in such a short time. Is it always like
this?"

    "No. Mostly it's a few minutes of excitement, and a life so
tedious it can drive you crazy because you want something to do,
instead of sitting around.

    "At some point Jim will get serious and pose the two of you for
the file photos. Some owners wind up working as extras, or being their
own handlers after they've been around awhile, but that's relatively
rare. What more likely to happen is that people are sitting around,
and they get grabbed in an emergency, to fill in. If you're good
enough in a situation like that, word gets around and people look for
you first.

    "That's what happens to me most of the time. They need something
driven in a shot, so they put suitable clothing on me if it's
required, then I get to sit behind the wheel and make the vehicle do
whatever they need done.

    "So what happened to me and Ivan is unusual, isn't it?"

    "Very. You might get serious offers about series or walk on parts
after the ads hit, but I suggest you stick with doing ads and other
short term stuff. Companies love using faceless people, because the
viewers focus on the product, and not who's selling it. Plenty of
famous people will sell stuff. But that can bite a company pretty
badly when the person used does something stupid."

    She nodded. "See it all the time. Really sounds like it won't be
much different than being a secretary. The serious people buy your
skills instead of your looks, if they want to make a profit and keep
you around for a long time.

    I laughed. "Doesn't hurt if you look good at the same time, and
you're easy on the eyes."

    She blushed, then giggled. "Thanks."

    She turned around and leaned on the gate while she studied me.
"All those cameras make me uneasy, but it's nice to know they aren't
looking for my 'good side'. All they want is me, being myself."

    I snorted. "For now. We got lucky when Jim decided to stick us
with his crew."

    "Oh?"

    "Even when you leave the zoo stuff out, they're all people who
want to get paid for doing what they enjoy doing. They're mature
enough they don't want recognition from anyone other than their peers,
and maybe the people they have to work with, if they also respect
them.

    "We won't have to worry about one of them deciding to make a name
for themselves by trying to sell a juicy private moment of ours. More
likely they'll do their best to keep others from getting a chance to
get one of those moments. Oh, it will happen, you can't always stop
the crazy ones, and I imagine if the ads really do take off, there
will be folks doing their best to find out something scandalous in our
lives."

    "No different than now, Carl. I haven't been defensive about Ivan
showing some of his penis or trying to french kiss me in public, for
years."

    That wry comment got me chuckling, so I reached and pulled her to
me.

    "Jill? I wish we'd gotten serious about each other sooner. So what
if it took a horny dog and a bitch in heat to get you to make a move,
finally?"

    She giggled and kissed me.

    Then she pulled away. "Do you realize we haven't eaten since
before Ivan destroyed the set?"

    "Hungry?"

    "Definitely!"

    I opened the gate and looked at Delta. "Hey, girl. Chow call."

    She took off with her tail high.

    Ivan was right behind her, and he was barking happily.

    Jill and I stepped through and we linked arms after she closed the
gate.

    Then she laughed. "If I had a tail, it would be up, too! Let's
go."

    * * *

    It was Wednesday afternoon when Jill got to see what happens when
Delta flubs a stunt.

    This time, instead of having the ramp waiting, the carts were to
be rolled into position and the ramp set just before Delta was
released when someone shouted 'Delta's loose!'

    Jill and I were posed as if we were getting ready to cut the cake,
and out of Delta's way.

    Everything went fine, until, partway up the ramp, Delta seemed to
stumble and someone screamed in pain.

    She was slowing when she got to the top, then it looked like she
made a desperate sideways launch that rocked the cart until the man
bracing it managed to keep it from going any further.

    Delta landed on the table with a solid 'thump', with her left hind
leg in a salad bowl, and everyone froze.

    Delta turned to look at her leg as she carefully picked it up and
shook the attached food off before she planted it firmly on the table.

    Then she sneezed disgustedly before she turned, jumped down, and
went over to stare at the middle waiter. Then she snarled at him.

    He blushed. "Sorry, Delta."

    Then he held out his bleeding hand and she licked it a couple
times before she went and resettled at Carol's side.

    Jim finally sighed. "Anybody want to tell me what happened?"

    The man bent down and picked up a rock, looked at it, then threw
it as hard as he could, into the trees.

    "Sorry, Jim. I had the cart set and was backing away when the edge
of my foot hit that rock and I stumbled. Couldn't stop from flinging
my hand out to brace myself. Before I could get it off, Delta hit it
with her front foot."

    Jim finally nodded. "Make a note, Carol. We need to fine tooth the
ground when we're doing this one outside. We got lucky. Delta could
have hit the edge of the table and hurt herself pretty seriously if
she hadn't put everything she had into that off balance launch."

    He looked around and sighed again. "Let's clean up and do it
again, and this time, we wait until we're sure the people are as
solidly set as the carts, before Carol releases Delta. Oh, and someone
see if we have anything we can put on that ramp to give her better
traction. Let's cover all of it and not just the launch platform."

    He went over and hugged Delta. "Good girl. Next time that happens,
it will be because we want you to do it that way, not because you have
to."

    An hour later, everything was reset, and Delta sailed over the
cake like usual. She ambled back to Carol, then looked up at her and
wagged her tail. We all laughed.

    Carol hugged her, then looked at Jim.

    "Cut!"

    Carol was grinning when she looked at Delta and removed the leash.
"Done for the day. Relax."

    Delta ran off, found her spot, then peed so long most of us
chuckled.

    Nobody was surprised when she headed out back, for some food.

    I walked over to the man who'd gotten his hand stepped on. "How is
it, Mark?"

    "Done worse to it. Bruised and torn skin. Glad it wasn't her hind
foot. She probably would have crushed it and I'd be on my way to the
hospital instead of wearing a bandage."

    I turned away and looked at the table. "We were using real food,
except for the cake, so maybe we can edit that and use it someday.
She's not hurt, and she nailed it when she got the chance. Looks like
we're done rehearsing with her."

    He laughed. "Waste not, want not. You've been around Jim too long,
Carl. Now, you'd better excuse me so I can help pick up for the night,
then I'm going to check the ground before I go make a better apology
to Delta."

    I laughed. "Done. I could use some of that food myself, and I see
Jill has already vanished, so I don't feel guilty about heading out
back."

    I settled next to Jill instead of across from her, so she could
watch Quince while he was working with Ivan.

    "Hard to believe he and Ivan have only been working together a few
days."

    I chuckled after I swallowed. "Trained dogs are the easiest ones
to steal."

    "What?"

    "A trained dog already knows how to do things on command, so when
someone who knows what they are doing gets a chance at them, they can
transfer that to themselves very quickly. Mostly, though, Quince is
just encouraging Ivan to do for him, what he knows Ivan will do for
you, so they can get used to working with each other.

    She smiled. "It's working."

    Then she blushed and looked at Jim. "Are the new folks as
trustable as the rest of your crew?"

    He eyed her thoughtfully before he nodded. "Or they wouldn't be
here."

    She sighed and looked at me "I might as well start getting used to
this while the audience is a friendly one, because I know it's going
to get worse, later."

    I watched her face. "Worse?"

    "When we start training Ivan to pull my bikini down."

    "Ah."

    She sighed and spoke calmly, in spite of her obvious shivers. "Get
Ivan on a sit-stay, Quince. Jim, you'd better get the cameras ready.
I'm going to walk over until I stop about ten feet away from them."

    Jim raised his voice. "You heard the Lady, Rehearsal. Roll 'em!
Whatever the Hell she's planning on doing, take one!"

    He turned back. "Whenever you're ready."

    Jill giggled nervously. "Never, but I know I have to, someday
soon."

    She got up, walked to her position, looked around, sighed, then
pointed at Ivan.

    "Honey? Stay!"

    Even though he was sitting already, his whole body tensed and he
focused on her.

    "He'll stay where he is, Quince, so you don't need to hang on to
him any more."

    He removed his hand from Ivan's collar.

    Jill looked around for some reason, then focused on Ivan.

    She smiled enticingly, then suddenly went hipshot and whispered in
a sultry voice. "I'm yours, Lover. Strip me.... NOW!"

    Ivan lunged for her, stuck his nose under her skirt, found his
grip with his teeth and then with a powerful downward jerk, took her
panties to her knees before he let go and stuck his nose in her crotch
and slurped noisily.

    Jill let him lick her for a few seconds, then gently pushed his
head away. "Enough for now. Later. I promise."

    He didn't argue, just sat and smiled up at her while his tail
thumped to show how happy he was.

    She knelt and hugged him tightly, then spoke without looking up.

    "That's what he knows how to do already. Hope it helps."

    There was a long silence, then I started clapping slowly and stood
up.

    Everyone except the camera crew stood and joined me in
synchronized applause that said everything that needed to be said
about their performance.

    Jill finally looked, her eyes met mine and I nodded, then she
finally took the time to look around.

    It was obvious when she figured out what was going on, because she
blushed a very deep red and started crying.

    "Thank you, ALL of you."

    She barely got the words out before she lost it completely and
buried her face in Ivan's fur while he sat there patiently, as if he
comforted her all the time.

    It was Jim who ended that magical moment. "Cut. That's a wrap...
Print it!"

    Everyone started laughing, then Carol went over to kneel and hug
Jill and Ivan before she stood and tugged Jill to her feet.

    Then she hugged her again and spoke gently, but firmly. "Welcome
to the business, Trouper!"

    Folks laughed, then cheered and started pelting them with food.

    Delta got involved first, and since I knew what was going to
happen, I shouted.

    "Focus on the dogs and roll them, GODDAMNIT!"

    The people using the hand cams changed their focus and kept
shooting the dogs until the regular crew got themselves positioned,
and their cameras running again. Then they went back to shooting
whatever caught their attention, that didn't have the dogs taking
part.

    After that it turned into a crazy melee with people seeing how
much they could challenge Delta and Ivan while they still made their
catches.

    Then I knew what I had to do, to make this a perfect memory for
Jill.

    I filled a glass with water and set on a plate, then called Delta
over.

    "Get ready! Keep Ivan distracted! Delta's going to walk the
gauntlet!"

    Jill's head jerked up and she stared at me. "Walk the gauntlet?"

    I grinned and held the plate out for Delta to take in her jaws.

    Then I pointed. "Take it to Jill."

    She held her head up and started walking towards Jill, whose eyes
opened real wide when food kept hitting Delta and she never flinched.

    She got to Jill and sat while keeping the glass balanced.

    Jill was staring at Delta. "She didn't spill a drop."

    I chuckled. "Take the glass off the plate, sip at it
appreciatively, then set it back on the plate."

    She did, and Delta stood, turned while the food started hitting
her again, and brought it back to me.

    I took it, praised her, and then sent her back to the party.
"Thanks. Go party!"

    She woofed and bounced back into the fray.

    * * *

    Later, after the four of us settled in bed, JIll snuggled and
sighed happily

    "That was an incredible experience, to let Ivan do that in public.
I wanted to just let go and have him fuck me, but I knew I couldn't."

    I squeezed gently. "Be one hell of a porn movie. Jim will encrypt
it for the archives and save it in case someone wants something like
that. Now that he knows it can be done, he'll find someone to sell the
idea to, if it hasn't been done already."

    She sighed. "I wish I could do it. But part of what let me do that
much was knowing I'd still be faceless when I was done. Is he serious
when he says we can teach Ivan to do that 'chastely'?"

    "It's easier to stop an action than it is to get it started. He
and the crew will find a way. Just be ready for some unusual bloopers
until Ivan figures out what he's supposed to do."

    She giggled. "At least they'll be part of filming for a
commercial, so people won't see anything more than an overly
enthusiastic dog. How long do you think it will take to get the first
commercial done?"

    "Depends on Ivan. Might be able to do posed shots in a few weeks,
at most. If it was only Delta, we could be making stills right now,
since she will let people pose her."

    She snuggled against me. "I know it won't always be as fun as it
was today, but watching Delta do her stunts was just... Incredible.
Oh, sure, she's always enjoying herself when I've met you on hikes,
but seeing her change into a polished, professional, stunt dog, was
amazing."

    I laughed. "It helps to be around a crew that she knows. It wasn't
always like it's been so far. She needed a lot of patience and time to
let her put it all together, but now that she has, most shoots are
more like playtime for her."

    She hugged me. "I noticed. Something else I noticed was that Carol
was using single words, strung together. Was that routine, too?"

    "Yep. First is her name, to get her attention, and to let any
other dogs know they should ignore whatever follows. It can get perty
chaotic if there are enough dogs working on a set at the same time.
Eventually, Ivan should get used to working, and learn to ignore all
the activity if he isn't involved in it."

    I felt her body warm up. "Gods! I don't think I've ever felt like
I should be so embarrassed, when he broke the snap. He's never done
that before."

    I hugged her again. "It's just one of the things that can happen.
Nobody got hurt, which is the most important thing that didn't
happen."

    I sighed. "I had visions of Delta being airlifted out on a body
board when she stumbled going up the ramp. I've seen it happen to
other dogs over the years, when there was a major screw up in the
middle of a stunt."

    She shuddered. "I haven't thought much about that part."

    "Yeah. I try not to, myself. I know they do everything they can to
reduce the risk, but sometimes it isn't enough. One way I reduce the
risk is keep her away from obviously risky activities. She has a
'vicious bitch' routine she can do but we only use it when she's the
only dog in a shot, and with professional stunt people, who know what
they are doing. Going over the cake is about the most risky thing
we've had her do, in years."

    "So I can count on being able to say yes or no when they want to
use Ivan?"

    "Definitely, and now that he's a union member, if *he* says no,
whatever was supposed to be done using him, won't be."

    "Good! I had visions of someone pushing him to the point he loses
interest."

    "Not with Jim and his crew around. Besides, Ivan is probably going
to spend the rest of his life doing 'family pet' stuff, and earning
his pay by sucking up so much attention he's going to start looking
for hiding places to get away from everyone."

    "Ivan get tired of attention? I've never seen it happen."

    I laughed. "You will. I felt the same way about Delta when we
started. When she's on a set there's a portable run available for her.
I've seen her finish a shot and head straight for it, instead of
returning to the handler to wait until they need her again. First time
it happened, people got panicky. Now, they treat it just like they do
when a human takes a break when they aren't needed."

    "That's something else I noticed. Carol and Delta work well
together. Is she Delta's regular handler?"

    "One of them. There is a pool of handlers available, and Delta has
worked with all of them over the years. Carol usually runs the office,
but sometimes, when the handler will be in the shot, Carol gets called
in when it has to be a woman. She and Delta hit it off from the
beginning, and developed a rapport that nobody wants to chance
destroying."

    She hugged me and nestled into me with a long sigh. "Like what it
looks like Ivan is developing with Quince?"

    "Yep. Or what you and Ivan already have, that got you the job in
the first place. The three of you are going to be spending a lot of
time together, no matter what happens, so you shouldn't worry about
'losing' Ivan's affection. It was hard for me to trust someone else
with Delta, at first, but once we got used to it, it's not any
different than a married couple working in the same building, as far
as I'm concerned, and it's a Hell of a lot better than leaving her at
home while I go to work."

    "Mmm... I'd forgotten about that. He's used to being left at home
during the day, so being around me all the time is going to be
something he'll probably enjoy, once he gets used to it."

    Then she rolled away and I felt her reach for something. When she
rolled back, she was holding a condom packet.

    "Let's install this, then forget about cameras and stunts and all
that movie stuff..."

    I laughed and rolled to my back. "Go ahead."

    "Goof!"

    "Horny goof! For Delta, you, and Ivan."

    She was giggling while she put the condom on, then she helped me
roll until we were facing, and together, we inserted my penis in her
and I started a slow fuck that was more to share the afterglow than it
was sex.

    I did, eventually, orgasm, and then we snuggled together and went
to sleep.

    * * *

    We spent Thursday and Friday doing some of the ordinary stuff, and
Jill got to start getting used to how tedius and intrusive a camera
crew could be when we'd be doing something, and Jim or Carol would
change their minds and reposition us slightly for another set of
shots.

    When it was time for lunch, Jill was showing signs of being
emotionally drained, and Ivan was obviously ready to take a break, so
we decided to just let the dogs free roam for the rest of the day, and
after we ate, Jill and I would wander the yard with the crew in tow
again.

    Friday evening was spent in a private celebration, then we spent
Saturday in a group consultation so we could plan for anything we
could anticipate that might affect Delta's leap.

    Not surprisingly, it was Jill who pointed out that we needed to do
something to keep Delta from trying another end run over the cake.

    It was a problem easily solved, since part of the crew could stand
around and block the ends and most of the side of the table. It was
overkill, but there was no point in taking a chance when it was an
easily solved problem.

    I wasn't worried about it for the simple reason that once she
landed I'd be calling her to heel.

    Our biggest worry was Ivan. After everyone talked it over, we
decided that Quince would handle him and be at Jill's side for the
ceremony, then he would use the setting up for the cutting of the cake
to move well back and out of the way, then brace himself before Carol
turned Delta loose.

    We were idly remembering the week when I remembered something
critical. "Guys? We've got one shot at this, right?"

    Jim smiled. "Of course."

    "Then we have another problem. "

    "Oh?"

    "Yeah. Delta and the way she checks the camera crew. Just this
once, everyone is going to have to give her the nod and act like their
camera is working, even if it isn't. We'd be looking pretty stupid if
Irene shouts 'Delta's loose!'... And she doesn't move."

    Irene laughed. "I'll wait until she starts moving. Carol can give
me a nod or somthing, to let me know I should be ready. I agree with
out people acting like their cameras are working, even if they aren't,
which means we should use new, fully charged batteries. If we all
carry extras, they can be swapped in as part of getting ready for
cutting the cake."

    I sighed with relief. "Good! At least she'll ignore all the other
cameras and flashes that will be going off. Let's hope none of them
blind her enough she misses her landing."

    Jim sighed. "I'll make sure we keep the everyone back quite a
ways. Under the circumstances, since a professional crew will be
there, I'll make it a point to offer free prints to anyone who wants
one, if they're willing to shoot without using a flash. There's no
point in trying to ban all cameras during the ceremony, and if anyone
wants to try, I'll oppose it on the grounds of it being free
publicity--and impossible."

    He grinned. "Besides, the more pictures taken, the less people are
going to pay for them when someone tries to sell them."

    I chortled. "I know you. Planning on supplementing your income by
making signed prints available?"

    "Not quite, unless you count the kiosk with the photo quality
printer where people can scan through everything *we* take, and buy a
print of any frame they want. After that, we can be gracious and sign
them for free, when we're asked. After the expenses are covered,
whatever is left will be split evenly, amongst all of us."

    He looked around, shook his head slightly and spoke quietly. "I do
mean *anyone* folks. Going to be plenty of people who will want signed
copies from the crew, so don't refuse anyone. This might be the only
time most of us get some of the recognition we've earned, given by
people who appreciate what we do."

    Mark laughed. "And it's all more free advertising, because our
names will be right there, if someone wonders what else we can do, or
they need a crew for a job."

    Jim shrugged. "I'm not worried about that. I have several cases of
our watermarked paper ready. The back of the prints will have all the
standard info on it, too."

    I noticed Jill was studying him, and finally she looked at me.
"The man's greedy, right?"

    I laughed. "Always. Does wonders for my bank account. Yours too,
now."

    "I figured that out from the contracts we signed."

    She went back to watching Jim, and finally she giggled. "I suppose
the contract you signed with the kiosk people has them doing something
stupid like supplying everything for free, because of all the free
advertising they will get--because our wedding is probably going to be
one of the biggest media events of the year? So, you can afford to be
'generous', because by having it at the wedding, which will be
attended by several thousand people, probably, who will be drooling
over the idea of getting prints, especially after Delta leaps the
cake..."

    She shook her head, then smiled. "Thanks for the wedding gift.
Giving money to newlyweds is never a mistake, especially when it's
likely to be thousands of dollars, right?"

    He flinched when Carol laughed at him. "Several cases of paper. He
had me order one hundred cases of photo quality paper, preprinted with
our business logo and information on the back, and they are already
delivered, with another hundred cases ready if we need them."

    It was my turn to flinch. "One million prints?"

    Carol nodded. "At one dollar a print, and no operating cost to any
of us. There will be ten kiosks in various locations, with another ten
standing by, if any of them break down, or we need them to handle the
volume of requests."

    "My... God."

    I glanced at Jill, noticed her face had gone white, then I sighed.
"Any other surprises?"

    She laughed. "Jim did something even he couldn't believe could
happen. After the wedding, four of those kiosks will be riding in a
special van and keeping us company. Each one will be loaded with paper
that has one of the company logos and info, and people will be able,
for ten dollars a print, to get any frame they want from the ones we
make available after the day's shooting is over. The company
sponsoring the kiosk gets forty percent, you folks get fifty percent
to split any way you want, and Jim gets the last ten percent, as his
normal fee."

    I gulped. "Who pays for the kiosks?"

    "The sponsoring company, out of their percentage."

    "Err... Yeah. It sounds like our vehicles will be covered with
sponsorship ads and stuff."

    She nodded again. "That much will be normal, yes. What isn't
normal, will be the media blitz that will be moving just ahead of us."

    Jill sighed. "So much for being faceless, right?"

    Carol sighed. "True. Sorry. Things got out of hand, because of the
wedding."

    Jill looked at me and shrugged. "How good is your accountant?"

    I chuckled. "One of the best in the business. Flat rate, and does
what you tell her to. Calls immediately when she doesn't have specific
instructions to cover a situation. So far, honest, or skilled enough
that nobody has caught her skimming. She could, of course, but all the
money she handles is where it's supposed to be."

    "I want to talk to her, but I'm pretty sure I'll use her. I'll
make my own decisions on investments, *if* I decide they are worth the
effort."

    "No problem. She prefers it that way. She set me up with a system,
then I hand her everything at the end of the year and she does the
rest, including doing my tax paperwork. Been audited twice since I
started using her, and both times it turned out she'd missed something
and I'd overpaid." 
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End: Headed For The Hils part 2 (unfinished)
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