Chapter 6

It was only two days before Zoey and Steve met again. Zoey was already at the dog park with her dog, Bello, when Steve arrived with his dog, Lex. The dogs were very different. Bello was a midsize lab mix with a friendly demeanor who liked to play, while Lex was a shepherd mix who always looked calm and controlled.

Several other people were in the dog park, and Bello played with a few other dogs while Lex patrolled the grounds. Steve noticed today was special because Zoey was wearing a bra. A few days ago, he had slapped both her tits hard, and he wondered if her wearing a bra was related to that event.

After a few minutes, Bello came to say hi, as he only knew Steve as the bone guy. That gave Zoey an excuse to walk over to Steve and tell Bello to go play.

“I’m not staying long,” Zoey said in her best acting tone. I want to be back before I get too hungry.”

Twenty minutes later, Zoey and Steve met again, this time at their meeting spot behind the trees.

“Hungry huh,” Steve said to Zoey as he arrived.

“I think I did thirsty the last few times,” Zoey said, “So it just wanted to vary it up.”

Steve put his backpack on the ground and got ready. He put the bowls on the ground and filled one with water from a bottle.

Zoey was also getting ready. As typical with his stunt, she took her top off first and followed with her bra. She preferred to be topless so she would not get her shirt wet while drinking. Steve could see the yellow marks on her breasts that his hand had left a few dogs ago.

“How are your breasts?” Steve asked as he gave the dogs their bones.

“Sore, but much better,” Zoey replied as she got on her knees to start her stunt, “Just wearing a bra to hide the marks sucks. It is better to plan it next time my boyfriend visits his children, and my son isn’t home.”

From discussing this in the dog park, I had overheard that her son is seventeen, but he lived most of the time with his dad. They didn’t have the space in her apartment, but he would spend the night occasionally.

Zoey sat on her hands and knees, but one bowl was empty. She looked up and saw Steve open a small can of dog food.

“What is that?” she asked.

“Soft food,” Steve replied, “Might taste better and easier to eat.”

“Oh, thank you!” Zoey replied seriously.

“You mentioned that they do weird food stunts,” Steve said, “This fit, I thought.”

He expected more pushback from her, but Zoey dug in right away. The soft food was messier to eat, and when she lifted her head, her face had a big brown ring around her mouth. The water just made it a bigger mess.

“I’m glad I took my shirt off,” Zoey said as she looked at a brown drop of water running down her chest.

She finished the food quicker than she did the kibble, and Steve agreed to use soft food from now on, but he said that he might change up the flavors. In the back of his head, he was sure he could find some interesting ones with nasty ingredients.