Chapter 3: My Resolution

That was the one and ONLY time I ever let Annie do anything like that to me. Even though I loved it at the time, the next morning my sanity returned and the whole event seemed more like a dream, or maybe a nightmare? In fact, it seemed so crazy that I had to wonder at first whether or not it WAS a dream since I couldn’t believe what I’d done. Never in my life had I ever imagined that I would allow an ANIMAL to lick my pussy. Not only that, but it made me cum as well. As much as I loved sex, even I had enough sense to understand that there had to be a line somewhere that you don’t cross and if sex with animals wasn’t on the other side of the line, then what was? Sure, I’d seen pics of girls sucking dog and horse cocks and girls being fucked by various animals on the Internet. While I found them interesting from an intellectual perspective, frankly they were way over the top for me and didn’t turn me on at all.

After this day it would’ve been easy for me to question my morals and beliefs but I was raised differently from that. If I didn’t do something firmly now then I could easily start down a slippery path that would lead to such activities ... and more. To me, it is like the issue of drugs. I don’t have to try drugs to know they are bad for me. It’s the same with bestiality - I don’t have to have sex with an animal to know it’s perverted and wrong. Even though I vowed never to repeat such a thing again, erasing the memory of what I’d done was impossible. I’ll never forget how for this one time in my life I allowed a little dog to lick me and bring me to orgasm. The question is, even if I never do it again, does that mean I am forgiven?