<strong>LAURENNE MERIETH - Dog Cages, entering with RENÉE<br/></strong><br/>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rqdM2CDTcyQ/SW2O1N9B7II/AAAAAAAAAJg/4Ce5i_7rzK0/s400/l_48f591a886844202994f27c9aee9e07c.jpg)I follwed Renée from the bar, anticipation making me quite moist. She stepped asside and ushered us through and I deliberately let my bare upper arm brush lightly against her breasts. The scrap-merchant's wife was someone I'd often wondered about, whether I could possibly find a big enough bribe to have<em>her</em>snatched. Of course, she had enough money herself to bribe her way out, as I would should it ever become necessary.<br/><br/>I smiled sweetly at her, none of my thoughts showing on my face. "Merci, chérie."<br/><br/>I strode purposefully past the nearer cages. Several of the animals in them recognised me and shied away in fear, but I had bored of most of them quickly. They had no stamina. I wanted to see the new arrivals.<br/><br/>The beautiful red setter caught my eye at once of course, "Oh what a beauty! Quelle magnifique chienne! Renée, regard-toi ça!"<em> look at that</em>"Isn't she lovely?"