Chapter 5

And so I became a full-blown bitch.

Of course, I realised it was taboo, but there was no resisting the ecstasy Chum gave me.

I'd take Chum twice daily; mornings before I got dressed and evening before I took a shower.

I spent the daytime thinking about my evening fuck, and much of my nights dreaming about my morning fuck.

And Chum always delivered at full throttle; with oodles of spunk.

He was such an eager lover. After a few weeks I noticed Chum's stick had expanded due to it's excessive exercise; his balls hung larger also.

Oh yes, I was the cat who got the cream that summer.

Chum had kept me more than happy.

But then suddenly and violently it was all over.

Chum got very badly injured by a car, when he was chasing a rabbit along our narrow lane.

It was the worst trauma of my life.

Chum had to be put down.

I was grief stricken.

Mother was also very upset and forbade me ever to bring another dog into the house.

I'd lost my lover; yet I couldn't share my sorrow with anyone: apart from Gerald.

He he'd not only accepted my taboo but shared it.

I would now turn to Gerald as my mentor.