MIMI - DOG CAGES<br/><br/>The boy dog in the cage between I and the talking girl dog seemed to be asleep though he was lying on his back with his knees up a little and his huge... part.. was erect and wet at the end. A string of his wet was hanging down from the tip.<br/><br/>It looked... gorgeous...<br/><br/><em>No! get a grip! He's a complete stranger and you do NOT want sex!</em><br/><br/>But I did. I did want it. I wanted it badly now. There was no mistaking the hot ache in my belly and the stiffly tingling tips of my breasts. I wanted sex. I wondered... I had seen so many dogs in my youth and many were eager to mount each other... all the time really, it was quite common among dogs. Dogs were just sexy animals and they were fun to watch. It made me feel quite naughty when I was younger, to watch the next door neighbours two dogs doing it in the garden. They did it a lot and they seemed very happy. It had never occurred to me why dogs were like that, I'd just been brought up to know that they were. They seemed to have a very good life - no homework, no nasty teachers, no having to worry about getting a job or paying the bills.<br/><br/>I began to wonder why dogs were so rude all the time. They had been people once and people were not like that - well, most of them anyway. Some were but only some. Shinji-kun had been like that. He'd been terrible! Wanting to do it with me in his car, on the train, at the cinema! But boys like him were exceptional. I wondered why when people became dogs they suddenly got so frisky.<br/><br/>Frisky... that was a good word to describe my current state. I wanted it so much... and it was getting worse. I glanced between my legs and was shocked to see I was making so much wet! My inner thighs glistened. I wanted to squat down and grind myself against the futon... or... dogs could lick themselves clean couldn't they? Could I? Could I lick there?<br/><br/>That thought both repulsed and excited me. But I couldn't, not with boys... I mean dogs... both sides of me. And other dogs opposite.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Er.. hello? Do you speak English? I can't understand you!"<br/><br/>"I can't understand you, I'm sorry. Can you speak English? Are you a warden?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I craned my head further. There she was! A dog! Or rather... another dog. A red setter. I recognised the breed at once. She had such pretty hair, long and curly and reddish with long cute floppy ears the same colour.<br/><br/><strong>"Hai! Uh... I mean it is. It is...? Um. Yef? Engrish. Yef. A little. Herro? What is warden?"</strong>I smiled at her and dipped my head in a small bow. So much for social conditioning. I even wagged my tail. It stuck up and the end flicked about to show I was happy for company. I didn't even have to think to do it.<br/><br/><strong>"I am from Japan. Prease to meet you."</strong>I bowed again. More basic English class came out. 'How to greet a stranger'. The lesson hadn't said anything about under what circumstances.<strong>"You talking dog. Why?"</strong>