Life keep being life and I tried to keep up with its ever changing ways. Sarah and I was seeing each other a bit less now days. Partially because I was so busy and I guess partially because she had me worried. School was going OK. I was working hard and making really good grades. Work was steady and for someone my age with my limited availability I was making decent money. I was saving most all I could because I was dreaming about having my own car.
I found one I wanted. The lady that I had worked for with the aussie had one for sale that another client told me about. I went and talked to her and looked at it but I only had half of what she wanted and I'd been saving for over a year and hard-core saving for probably the last 6 or 8 months. She said talk to my aunt and if she was OK with it they could talk about me making payments for the rest.
My aunt said that was a big commitment on my part but she'd go talk to her in the next day or two. To my shock my aunt bought it outright and told me I could give her what I could afford and then make payments to her. The catch was it would stay in her name at least for a while. That bummed me out until she explained that if it was in her name she'd take care of licensing it and pay the insurance. That was a huge saving for me. And I had my very own car. The first thing I got for it was seat covers that had a wide rally stripe down them with paw prints on it. Then I got matching floor mats and a steering wheel cover.
I was on top of the world now. I could go anywhere anytime I wanted. OK within reason of course but I felt so grown up. I was getting closer to having a birthday too so I was at least growing up. Hershey was growing up to. He was full grown now. Had been for quite a while but he had seemed to have outgrown all of his puppy antics and we were still being naughty together but I was starting to have trouble with him.
He was getting a little pushy or demanding about when he wanted to do things. He had started to push his snout in my crotch at times like he was wanting to get some even when I hadn't said it was OK. I had to nip that in the bud before my aunt started getting suspicious. She probably wouldn't put two and two together but it was still a habit that needed corrected. I was a dog trainer, damn it.
I pretty much trained him that that wasn't acceptable and at the same time used a subtle sign language cue to tell him when it was OK and I wanted him. He was so bonded with me and so concerned to please me that it was working out great. Crisis averted but then he picked up a new problem. Luckily it was only when we were messing around but he started trying to hump me. I think he was just that mature and got over excited but at times he'd grab me or try to knock me down to grab me. He wasn't particular where on me he was humping either.
I started working on curving that behavior but I won't lie I did wonder what it would be like to let him have sex with me. I was still a virgin as far as penetration sex and I still had no interest in giving my virginity to some guy so I guess it was a natural evolution for him and I but I was far from ready for that. I wasn't far from getting on my hands and knees when clothed and letting him get on top of me and hump me though.
It helped with my training of when and where he could do things like that. Or at least that's what I told myself instead of admitting that I really liked it. He would mount me and hold me and I could feel his weight and strength. It made me very submissive which I could enjoy with him. He would hump me frustratingly trying to find my pussy. I loved that he wanted me in that way and wanted me so badly.
I had moments when I wanted him to take me so badly I couldn't hardly stand it any longer but I always chickened out or came to my senses how ever you want to see it. We continued with him licking me and I had him under control thankfully so I didn't have to give up being naked with him. I was still making him cum plenty so he wasn't doing without but ya other times I'd get down on the floor and let him try to fuck me through my clothes.
That did go on for months and many times I went back and forth about if I could actually go through with it or not. Then one week we didn't have school that Friday and my aunt would be at work for most of the day. I hadn't planned on it or anything but after breakfast my aunt left. For a while I was just hanging out watching TV and Hershey was laying on the couch next to me.
The phone rang and it was my aunt telling me what I should have for lunch. After we hung up I went back to the TV but decided with all the alone time I should let him get me off. I went up to my room and he followed right along. I locked the door and took my pants off and laid on the bed giving him the sign it was OK. It was pretty routine of him licking me through an orgasm or two. When I was done I laid there for a while then got dressed.
I turned on my radio and was listening to music dancing around. He had gotten off the bed and was following me as I moved around and spun around. I knew he was interested so a couple times I'd go down on the floor and let him hop up on me and poke my butt with his dick. After I couple times for some reason I decide to take my pants off and let him do it with me in my panties.
I was turned on like usual because I did love the thought of it and I loved feeling him doing what he did. This time the panties only made a big difference. I could feel his dick poking at me. Then I felt it poke my pussy twice and he really pushed hard then. I felt his dick push my panties into me just a bit. Just enough to feel his dick trying to penetrate me.
I don't really know why exactly besides in the heat of the moment or being turned on but not thinking things through but I quickly stood up and took my panties off tossing them on the bed. I touched my pussy and I was really wet and the next thing I knew I was back on the floor on my hands and knees. He instantly found my bare pussy and started licking me.
I was lost in what he was doing and lost in my music when he stopped and mounted me. I closed my eyes and took in the feeling of him holding me and pulling me into position. I felt him start humping and I felt his dick poke my butt cheek a couple times. I think it was almost instinctively but I shifted myself to where I thought I needed to be for him. I wasn't wrong as his dick jabbed my pussy. That first time he was angled wrong or something but it poked me hard and kind of hurt.
The next thrust was perfect and he entered me. The one after that entered me deep. Deeper then anything had been in me before it seemed. As soon as he realized that I felt him really grip me in his paws and he pulled me back into him as he slammed his dick even deeper inside. From there he started pounding into me so hard and so fast I thought I was gonna pass out. It wasn't like I'd imagine. It was really overwhelming and painful. And he had me so there was nothing I could do.
It felt like my skin was ripping and burning. Like one huge painful paper cut. It was good I was home alone because I was yelling out in pain and trying to get him to stop. He didn't care he was getting my little virgin pussy. He popped my cherry and was wrecking my inside. I felt like puking and I started crying. And then I could feel his knot inside me and it was so big it felt like it was gonna split me in two. I really thought I was gonna pass out but I think the pain stopped me from it.
It was only a few minutes but they were the longest minutes in my life until he finally quit humping and just draped himself over me. His panting echoed in my head. He had me so full and so stretched it was a throbbing pain. I could also feel him throbbing inside me. His dick felt almost hot. I figured that was probably from an injury. I was scared to death of what he had done to inside me. I thought for sure if I lived long enough for this to get over that I was gonna end up in the hospital. How the fuck was I gonna explain this.
So much was going through my head but I think that may have helped me not be so focused on how bad I was hurting. Without warning he slide off to the side of me and then got himself turn around like we were two dogs that mated. When he was doing that it hurt even more. My pussy was clamped around him and during that it felt like his dick spun inside me then his knot tugged at me from the inside.
Then it really tugged as he tried to move. He was definitely stuck inside me and was about to drag me behind him across the floor. I had to tell him stay, stay, stay and reach back until I could find one of his legs and hang onto it for dear life. He finally settled down and things weren't so bad. Well not so bad considering my pussy was stuck on my dog's dick. I sniffled and fought back crying and I'm sure I prayed a few times. This did not go as planned. OK I didn't plan it that might of been my problem. I thought back to when my aunt said make good decisions.
This was not a good one. The next thing I knew he pulled hard and I let out a yelp as I felt his knot being pulled out of me. It popped free and then I felt a gush pour from inside me. I thought it was blood from the damage. I looked and there was blood but I guess most of it was his cum. I never felt him cumming inside me but there was so much going on.
I looked at my clock and I had hours until my aunt would get home. I crawled across the floor and found my mirror on the dresser. I put it in front of my pussy to see how bad it was. There was some blood and some blood smeared on my thigh but thankfully I wasn't turned inside out. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It looked a little swollen and needed cleaned up but it still hurt. I was never gonna try that again. Fuck that.
I got to my feet, putting the mirror up I headed to my shower. I got the rest of my clothes off and took a shower. I got so weak that I sat on the floor of it and let the cool water pour over me. Idk how long I was in there. Long enough my finger tips were wrinkled. After I got done I could still feel my pussy leaking. There was no blood now though. I dried my leg again then when I put new panties on I put a pad in them.
I tried to clean the mess on my floor but didn't get it all. I'd have to shampoo it and hope. First I went to my aunt's room and got a couple of her bigger pads. I spent the next couple hours hurting, cleaning my carpet and waiting for my pussy to quit leaking. That probably took 4 hours. I checked myself again and couldn't find any damage. It still had a slight throbbing pain, it burned to pee and it hurt to set down.
I covered my tracks before my aunt got home. I just had to be careful when sitting down so she didn't notice. I did nonchalantly mention I was on my period. Usually when I was I had really bad cramps and felt drained for a few days so I thought that'd be a good cover. I did survive without any lasting damage but I hurt for 3 days. I should of gotten a smaller dog.
I didn't blame Hershey and I wasn't mad at him but we were gonna take a break for a while. I was gonna take a break from any sexual activity for a while. Make sure I was really OK and give myself plenty of time to heal completely. I wondered if I was gonna be forever loose after that. That wouldn't be good but I couldn't blame anyone but myself.
I tried to focus on anything and everything else. I got my car a tune-up and an inspection with a list of anything that it needed or might need in the near future. That was one project, taking care of my car and making sure it was reliable. Most of my training gigs had ran their course so I started focusing on finding more and making a list of the types of training I had done and any types I wanted to do.
I put a lot into that because I wanted to be a go to for anything involving training. I really loved dock diving. Wonder if my aunt would let me dig a pond in the backyard. I still worked hard at school and started thinking about what classes I would want to get into after graduation. for that matter everything I'd want to do after graduation.
I started working with Hershey overtime. We brushed up on everything we had already done first. I wanted him 100% because showing him off was my best asset in getting jobs. I still did some dog sitting but that was pretty rare. I only took those jobs if they paid really well because they were kind of time-consuming. I still walked dogs because for now that was my most steady money.
That was a pain in the ass too because to do well I had to be one of them weirdos that would be walking six or seven dogs at a time so it took a lot of coordinating. At some point I wanted to move away from that and get into strictly training. I took Hershey to a few more classes. Mostly to get a feel for other trainers techniques and to see if they did anything I had neglected.
He went through another AKC class which came with another certification and I also finished his therapy dog certification. I wanted to see what kind of therapy work that we could possibly do. That didn't seem like a hard gig and it seemed like it would be rewarding. I knew some people would go to seniors homes or care facilities and I heard that sometimes that would make the residence's whole week. I kind of liked the idea of having the chance to make people happy.
I felt bad for Hershey because we weren't doing anything together so he was probably getting frustrated but I was really trying to work on him being able to control that and still working on that when and where and what behaviors was acceptable stuff. The not now was working out great but I couldn't really work on okay now you can have what you want part since I was still taking a break.
Sarah and I was still hanging out but I wasn't giving her any opportunities at the moment either. She was still crushing on me though and the longer I did without the more I thought about being with her. It seemed like all of our friends and everybody at school was either dating or trying to hook up so I think that was having effects on her. We talked sometimes and she even mentioned she was thinking about dating and considering a boyfriend. That was new for her.
My aunt and I was doing well. I think I was trying harder since she helped me get a car and was helping me afford it. I had told her how grateful I was more than once but she acted like that wasn't necessary. She was pretty much my parent now and it was part of parenting to her. I was going to be a legal adult on my next birthday and I think she was feeling like she didn't have a lot of time left before I would be moving on without her.
I wanted to be grown up so bad but I knew that I still wanted her in my life and I couldn't imagine ever not wanting that or not staying extremely close. I always looked at it as she pretty much saved my life when she didn't have to. Sometimes we had ups and downs but I loved her to death and owed her so much.
They say time heals all wounds. I guess that was all I needed to heal mine. Thankfully there didn't seem any long-term damage or lasting effects. My pussy was back to being as good as new. I was so thankful for that and I definitely learned my lesson. I wish things had went better that day but I didn't ever see a repeat performance. That had been a bad decision.
I was still taking it easy and had masturbated some but I didn't finger myself beyond feeling inside to see if everything felt out of place. Surprisingly I didn't even feel loose or worn out. Sarah had her birthday coming up and she was going to reach legal age. It was a big deal for her and her family so they were throwing her a birthday party but it was just going to be for family.
I decided to give her a present early and we played around together. I didn't let her finger me but we took turns licking each other's pussies and we did that thing where we rubbed our wet pussies together. I'd never heard of that before her but it was fun. When we were done she asked me if I was going to get her anything else for her actual birthday. I told her sure I would and ask if there was something in particular she wanted or should I surprise her?
She told me it would have to be after her birthday but there was something she wished I would do and it wouldn't cost me a thing. Can't lie I was a little nervous but I asked her what it was? I didn't know a damn thing about sex toys but she said you could get one, a dildo that attached to a belt thing. It was called a strap-on. A girl would basically strap on this dildo and it would be like she had a penis and she could fuck another girl with it.
It would be like me playing the part of a guy so she could see what it was like to get fucked. I surely in no way wanted to be a guy and this all sounded pretty strange but I was intrigued to see this thing so I told her just for her I would. She's told me there was a sex shop that sold them but you couldn't go inside until you was of age so she had to wait for her birthday.
Over the next few weeks sometimes I would tease her about it and then the big day finally came. She had her birthday and beat me to becoming a grown up. We talked about when she was going to get it and now that the time had come she was getting really nervous. Not about doing it but about going into a sex shop by herself. We knew a few girls that was already old enough but that really wasn't something she wanted to do with a random friend. Especially when you would rather not anyone know what kind of stuff you were doing like that.
We had the chance the next weekend but she chickened out. She said we would try again the next weekend but I wasn't sure there was going to be a difference in a week. By now she had talked about it so damn much I was actually interested to see if she would enjoy it when I fucked her. I had a plan and I probably should ask her but I figured I would just try to help her out.
It took me most of the week to even get my courage up but I went to my aunt and told her the dilemma. I didn't go into a lot of details. She knew Sarah pretty well and knew how good of a friend she was. I just told her that she wanted to get a sex toy and she was old enough but she was scared to go in the store and asked her if she would go with her. I didn't tell her exactly what she wanted.
Thankfully she didn't make me die of embarrassment. She didn't ask any questions and said she would be happy to if we could do it Saturday sometime. Now I just had to break the news to Sarah and hope she didn't freak out. The next day my aunt thanked me for coming to her about that. Even though it was Sarah's problem she was so grateful that I was able to talk to her about something like that.
I had figured the worst she could say was no and yeah it wasn't me asking for one so it wasn't that big of a deal for me. She told me that we could always be open with each other and talk about anything. I kind of figured that was true. Then she asked me if there was anything I would want from there. Oh God now I was embarrassed. I told her no and that I didn't know anything about sex toys and I wasn't wanting to learn at this time.
She said if I ever did to come to her and she again assured me I could tell her anything. All I could think of was there was a lot of things I was not going to tell her. Jesus if she had any idea of half the stuff I had done she would kill me.
I never quite figured out how to tell Sarah and I didn't want her freaking out or getting mad at me so of course I took the worst approach ever and we just made plans to do it on Saturday and if it fell through we would just hang out at my house and find something to do. She showed up after breakfast Saturday and I didn't get a chance to say anything before my aunt did.
Not surprisingly I guess she thought Sarah knew all about it and just came out of the blue asking early if she knew what she was going to get? Holy crap what a way to break the ice. Sarah got embarrassed as shit and looked at me and I told her that my aunt was going to take us and she would go inside with her. She tried to play it cool but I knew inside she had to be completely freaking out.
She said she had no idea really. Well she kind of had an idea but kind of didn't. She just wanted to look when she got there and pick one. My aunt said maybe she would look and see if there was anything she wanted. Jesus Christ this was getting awkward. Sarah was looking at me like thank you but I'm going to kill you. I told my aunt once they got there to just let Sarah shop and don't try to help her pick anything. My aunt got a laugh out of that but I'm not sure Sarah did
Anyways our trip to the shop worked out halfway anyway. She found what she wanted but she didn't want to buy the strap part with my aunt there because then she would know it was going to be for two people to play. Thank goodness she thought of that. She told me we could go back later that day when it was just me and her because she had already been in there now and also knew exactly where what she needed was so she could just run in and get it.
She got a cute pink dildo that looked like a real penis, well except for the color part. And it surprisingly felt like one too. My aunt was nice enough to buy me one exactly like it. She said she knew I said I didn't want one but I could put it away in my drawer in case sometime I decided I did. Thankfully even though it was life like I wasn't dramatized by it.
When we got back to our place my aunt made us all lunch. We ate and thankfully didn't talk about dildos. Afterwards Sarah wanted us to go back and get the second part. We told my aunt we were going to go to the mall real quick and I was going to get her a pair of earrings she had been wanting for her birthday. I didn't want my aunt to think we were hurrying away to try out her new toy or anything so I had her bring it in the house and leave it.
I made sure my aunt knew that we wasn't taking it with us. I told her I wasn't going to take a chance of Sarah getting pulled over and then the cops finding a sex toy in the car. She thought that might be a wise choice. We made it there and she went in and got what she wanted without a problem. Well maybe a slight problem. She also bought me one. She said that way we would have the same setup at my house in case we ever wanted to play there. What was I getting myself into.
I wouldn't find out until the next Thursday after school. We had about 3 hours before my aunt would be home that night so plenty of time. Sarah came over straight from school and we started out with regular play. Tonguing and teasing each other. I could tell she didn't want to waste a whole lot of time and was eager to get her first girl fucking.
Of course we were going to have to use mine which I wasn't thrilled about because I wanted to keep it boxed up and not let my aunt know I was using it. I got it out and then went to read the instructions on the strap part but of course Sarah had already read them and probably memorized them. She attached the dildo and then put the straps on me and got them tight and secure.
I can tell you there was nothing weirder in the world than me looking down and seeing a penis. Worse off was seeing it swing around when I walked. Of course she was in love with the idea and stood in front of me stroking it like it was a real dick. I was a little concerned that something was going to end up triggering me into bad memories.
She made sure she was nice and wet and then she used her saliva to get the dildo nice and wet. She laid on my bed spread her legs sticking them in the air and told me come on baby fuck me. So much for things not being weird or awkward but that was just the beginning. I got myself between her legs and she helped get the dildo started inside her. Between me pushing into her and her guiding it we got it most of the way inside her.
I started to fuck her. Let me tell you something that seems like it would be easy actually wasn't. Just the way I was moving felt really weird and I quickly discovered fucking somebody wasn't something that was built into me. I couldn't seem to get the movement right and I definitely wasn't getting the rhythm figured out. Maybe if I had a real penis instead of a rubber dick that would have been easier but it was hard to judge how far to pull out before pushing back in.
A few times I accidentally pulled all the way out and we had to get it back inside her. About time I started getting the hang of it she decided she wanted to try being on top. I laid down and let her get on top. I really didn't do nothing except for put my hands on her hips and she did all the work. she fucked up and down but let it slip out a couple times too. All in all I think it went a lot smoother though because she at least could feel the dildo with her pussy. With me in control I couldn't feel her pussy with my make believe dick.
She must have been enjoying it quite a bit because she started moving faster and started moaning. Once I heard her moaning I got pretty excited to see her enjoying it that much I'm glad we did it. After a while I felt her push down against me hard driving it as deep inside her as it would go and then she stayed there. As I looked at her I knew she was having an orgasm.
Damn, about now I was wanting one too. She asked if I wanted to try trading places but I told her no. I had thought about it for a brief moment but something in me said no. Maybe that was my good decisions speaking up. She said if I didn't want to then she wanted to try it doggy style. Just stating that phrase I thought of me and Hershey and in my head I was thinking oh no you don't girl.
She got on her hands and knees reaching back between her legs as I got up behind her and between the both of us we got it inside her. She was so wet it wasn't hard to do. I started pushing in and out of her and it was a little easier than when I was laying on top of her but still was a bit awkward. I got a hold of her hips with both hands and I remembered how Hershey held on to me and pulled me back as he lunged forward.
I wasn't thinking about how he hurt me but trying to concentrate on remembering how he did it. It wasn't long and I was fucking her hard and it was easier since I could watch how far it was sliding in and out of her. She was really moaning now which made me want to fuck her harder. I couldn't fuck as hard and fast as Hershey but I did my best and it seemed like the faster I went the more she moaned. I kept at her for several minutes and then realized one thing.
This was a lot of fun but if we were going to continue I was going to have to work on my stamina. I'm not sure why but this felt like a workout and I was wearing down. I don't know if I slowed down but she said oh baby please don't stop you're going to make me cum again. Just hearing that I got my second wind and kept fucking her. Trying to really get her going and hit the right spots. It wasn't a lot longer when I could feel her body shaking as I grasp her hips and I knew she was cumming again. I continued until I knew it was over and then I pulled my fake dick out of her.
She said oh my god that was so fun are you sure you don't want to try it? I told her no but thank you. She asked if I had fun. I wasn't going to lie to her and I couldn't lie to myself because I could feel my wetness running down both inner thighs. I told her it was fun and I loved making her moan and watching her cum. She unhooked the straps and took it off of me and then she put it in her mouth cleaning all her juices off it.
That was hard to watch for me so I turned my head and luckily she didn't take too long. I laid on the bed and she crawled up between my legs and put her face to my pussy. As soon as her tongue touched me she said oh goodness you must have had fun. I guess she wanted to make sure I really enjoyed this day because she put more effort into eating my pussy than she usually did. It still might have taken 15 minutes of her licking me and rubbing my clit but I finally got off and it was a really strong orgasm.
That was our first time "fucking". Then for a second time we showered together. This time was a lot different than the first time though. No surprise today and no WTH are you doing thoughts in my head. It was actually pretty relaxing and pretty sensual as we caressed each other's bodies and fingered each other. When we got done I had to make sure we covered our tracks. First off I had to wash the toy off and then box it back up like it was brand new. The strap part didn't matter much because I was going to keep that hidden.
It was a really good day but unfortunately it had to end and Sarah had to go. After she left I laid in bed listening to music and thinking about her and I. I tried to deny things for so long but I was definitely catching serious feelings for her. I always had the idea that she had serious feelings for me but I had never really asked her. Someday we should be honest with each other and see where we stood.
I had left Hershey in his kennel while her and I played. He had spent too much time in his kennel today so now he was being a brat to me. I couldn't understand how I would have had him doing so good and then he would resort back to making bad decisions. I wondered if he just didn't have self control when it came to that or what. I knew it could be hard controlling the urges so maybe that was it. Maybe there was times he sensed something from me.
He had always seemed to sense when I was in the mood or had been. Maybe he sensed something today because me and Sarah played and she had gotten me pretty worked up. If he wouldn't have been acting such a fool I may have to let him play too. I didn't really need to get off again and I couldn't reward it when he was being bad.
There had been some training that was harder than others but this was the most difficult and the only time I felt like a failure and might not ever get it right. I tried to stay positive. I mean I was going against probably his most primal instincts and also there wasn't any books or videos on this kind of training. I was flying blind for sure.
I hated to admit it but there was times I would leave him at home instead of taking him with me places because I was a little nervous about how he was going to act on certain days. Of course some days he was an angel but other days I almost threw my hands up in frustration. I decided this was going to be his only training that we worked on until I got it right.
I also felt it was urgent since my aunt knew when I first got my car I didn't really go any place without him and now there was plenty of times I left him home with her so sooner or later she was going to ask me why. I even thought about maybe just teaching him no that it was never all right and to quit doing anything with him. I could step up things with Sarah and not need to with him but I think him and I had a stronger relationship than her and I and it was a different kind of relationship and a different kind of play which I just couldn't seem to give up.
I tried to tell myself a lot of it was for his sake which it probably was or at least could have been but to be honest I was pretty selfish and it was something I probably wanted as bad or worse than he did. But with my dedication and resilience I was getting him back on track and he was doing so much better. I guessed this would be something that we'd have to have on going training with and lots of repetition for him to be 100% with.
Sarah and I hadn't had a chance to use the strap on again yet but I'd decided that I'd fuck her whenever we got the chance and she wanted to. I knew my aunt had been worried for me if I ever did mess around with a girl and I had some worry too but we were best friends and had been for a long time. At some point I was gonna have to trust someone and I believed she was the one.
One day I got a call about a job. It was a doggy day care and boarding facility. Seems they had a couple clients that had mentioned me. Training wasn't part of their business but the lady that owned it thought maybe we could work something out. In the least or to begin with we could do referrals for each other. She thought it could be a win win for us both.
I was way excited but wanted to meet before I got too crazy with excitement. We set up an appointment for me to come there and talk and show her what my approach would be with a couple of the dogs there. Just a crash course to give her an idea if I knew what I was doing or not I guess.
I told my Aunt all about it and she helped me make something like a resume. Some names and numbers for references and the type of training I did for them. A list of all the classes that me and Hershey had taken and a list with all his certifications etc. After we got it done I couldn't hardly believe it was about me. I was impressed. My aunt asked if I wanted her to go with me?
I told her no because to get there on time I would have to leave a little bit before she got home and if I waited for her I might end up late and didn't want that. Besides it sounded like I was going to be there for quite a while and I knew she'd want to relax after work and she would have to make dinner etc. And besides I didn't want to show up with my aunt and look like I couldn't handle this on my own. I guess I wanted her to see I was mature enough to handle it.
On our way home the next day she bought me an outfit that she thought would make a good impression. I hung it on my closet door because I couldn't stop looking at it. That was probably the nicest thing I had as far as clothes goes. The next day I was a bit of a wreck the whole time at school. I usually ate a snack when I got home but that day I couldn't eat anything.
I entertained myself or at least tried to distract myself until it was time to get ready. I took a shower and got dressed and then did my hair and makeup. I probably had 20 minutes before I had to leave so I took Hershey outside and then put him in his crate. Then the phone rang. Unfortunately something came up and she couldn't meet so she told me she would call me tomorrow and set up another time if I would like.
That was pretty disappointing but of course I still wanted to so I told her I would wait for her call then. I hung up the phone and then just sat on the couch for a few getting depressed so I decided to run to the grocery store and get some cookie dough ice cream. Ice cream was always great for depression.
I got my ice cream and also a couple candy bars. If ice cream didn't help ice cream and chocolate surely would. When I got back home I put the ice cream up and then went to find my aunt and tell her the bad news. I didn't see her so I figured she wasn't home or maybe she was taking a shower or something. Oh, maybe I'd catch her naked.....
Part 3