<strong>Name:</strong>Lyndsey Williams (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13091024#msg13091024)<br/><strong>Time/Location:</strong>Morning after the HOA Meeting/Williams residence pool<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>By the pool (http://www.imagozone.com/var/albums/vedete/Tricia%20Helfer/Tricia%20Helfer_%2008.jpg?m=1292972843)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Aric Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>A shaggy dog story<br/><br/>Aric came over, kneeling beside them and began to scratch Borker behind the ears, which clearly was making the dog even happier than her own tickling.  Aric told her that he had the number of Borker's owner and as he knelt there, he sent a text to someone, she assumed was the owner of the missing dog.  Indeed he told her that the owner would not be long, well he almost told her anyway, as during his explanation there was a loud high pitched whistle.<br/><br/>The whistle caused the dog to leap to his feet and twist out of her arms, turning from a fluffy ball of cuddles into a golden haired missile, that slammed into an off balance Aric, knocking the young man from his feet as the canine ran off to be reunited with his owner.<br/><br/>Lyndsey knew that it was wrong to laugh at the misfortune of the young man, but she could not help herself, she laughed out.  Because in truth the sight of the large young man being bowled from his feet by furry projectile was just so funny.<br/><br/>"Sorry Aric, I know it is wrong but that is just so funny" Lyndsey said as she pumped up onto her own feet, and offered Aric her hand to assist him back to his feet.  As she pulled him up, she became even more aware of the height and weight of Aric.<br/><br/>"Would you like a cold drink or something before you return to whatever you were up to before you became the dog chaser." Lyndsey asked already setting off for the house.  She needed to shower, as she definitely smelled of dog and had been licked rather a lot by the affectionate canine.<br/>