<strong>Vern ~ Seriously...</strong><br/><br/>Vern watched Evie all pale and gulping for breath.  She looked so cute. He stood there looking down at her and grinned.  The little pistol got her fur all rubbed backwards and launched herself at him. He was fascinated watching her swing and kick like that. She was probably gonna have jammed toes when she got done.<br/><br/>He let her exercise for a few minutes. Probably needed it after the good night's sleep she got with Jethro in her cell. Well, he'd be sure to take her out for more exercise tomorrow then fuck her a couple of time to slow her down.<br/><br/>Fun was good but Vern had a schedule to keep. He reached down and took her wrist to lift her off the ground. His other hand on her hip supporting her horizontally.<br/><br/>"Yep, Fuckin an Bully.  All yours. Now get!" and tossed her gently thru the air towards the door like launching a basket ball towards a hoop.<br/><br/>He was aiming for the thick mat to one side of it. He'd dug it out of an old duffle bag last night and put it there special for her to kneel.  He thought the dirt on the matted wool would match her eyes. All natural. Dirt and green like grass kinda.<br/><br/>"I'll be right there, be waitin," He shouted over his shoulder as he reached for his cargo pants.<br/>