All that she wants…
All that she wants…….
This is to test and tease my imagination and the tolerance of u guys reading this.
Foreword
This is purely fiction with a dash of lime. This is the story of Mel and how she got on and through life. It will go on and on as long as my imagination goes and whatever ideas u guys may have.
Chapter 1
The night she was born was quiet and clear just like her clear blue eyes. She was born under the zodiac of the LEO. It was evident from an early age that she would be a strong minded young lady.
The early years were more or less without incident, however, her future passion was slowly reflecting in the way she interacted with the house pets from a very early age. It was always laughed at by her parents, so she thought nothing of it.
At about 4 years of age she was crawling on the floor and got a swipe in the face from the family dog.
Her gift from her parents for her fourteenth birthday was a beautiful dog, pedigree of which was seriously uncertain but they were inseparable. Mel would feed it slavishly it slept by her bed, more in than under, although she promised her mother that she wouldn’t let it in her bed. It was a male dog with the richest chocolate colored pelt and he had the strangest yellow eyes and a darkish pinkish nose. He adored Mel and she adored him back, she doted on him like a mother.
After serious consideration and deliberation she named him Napoleon.
The two of them grew up and grew very, very close. She loved the way he felt under her fingertips and when she felt extremely naughty she would let him snuggle up to her when she was naked under the covers. They had nearly been caught on a couple of occasions but she managed to escape without detection. When she turned sixteen she noticed a change in Napoleon. He became a little naughty and very daring. He would take his chances with her whenever he could.
At first she stopped him but her overactive imagination and sexuality got the better of her after her eighteenth birthday. Mel had an imagination that would scare the Pope shitless. She was well behaved and always the perfect little girl until she was alone, then she turned into a sexually depraved being that did all and everything for the big O.
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