VIXEN3.TXT - M/f/m, Seduction - 10/31/01 Guard Duty By SwampRat (cl) 1994, 2001 Gay Furry Association Guard duty again.. Watching a fenced-in field while hungry natives walked by, staring at the bounty.. A Shit-job. 6 months baking in a little patch of hell. I got on the truck, and watched as the miles rolled by. The gate let us in after the usual few rounds were shot over everyone's head.. Riots had killed more than a few soldiers. Not that I could blame them. The gates were closed and I helped unload the supplies, relieving the lone sentry on duty. 'Stay inside the gate, don't let Anyone in without papers. We will be back in 3 weeks to re-supply you.' Usual bull - 8 hours on, 8 off. One got used to 6 hours sleep after a while.. Yeah, Right. The truck rumbled off and I paced the area. 5 acres, mostly watched by machines. A New strain of grain was being tried out. If it didn't pan out, 5 acres wouldn't mean much - If it Did.. Maybe another Tribe could be fed. I noticed a smaller gate, almost a door beside the big electric one.. If one was supposed to stay inside, Why the Doorway? I put it down to typical Military thinking... A small form walked by, looking at me. "Trade?" Common, accented. A wriggle of the hips and a paw sliding down a way too skinny side.. "How Old?" She lifted her scrap of cloth, showing me a crotch that belonged on a yearling. "Old Enough. You Want Hump Me?" She half-closed her eyes and looked at me again, trying to be sexy. I wanted to spit on the dirt.. She should be in a village, still some time from knowing about males. She dropped the cloth, looking me over. "Not want Female? I get Little Male - He very Tight. You Pop good." I walked away before I could throw-up my breakfast... The vixen shouted insults after me, then laughed. "You New-boy. You learn Quick enough." In case she was a diversion, I made a stop in the Shack that was to be home for some time to come. No - Everything was green.. I looked at one of the cases of field-rations. Processed bars that would sustain life for as long as necessary. I grabbed a handful and a canteen and walked back out. The creature was gone, thank goodness, but I had a feeling she would be back. The sun was warm on me as I patrolled the front area, taking about half an hour to walk to the gate. A few minutes looking it and the area over. Then another walk to the leftmost post. A few minutes there. And back.. Natives came and went, but none begged or made motions like the First one I had seen. It Still seemed like forever before the First break came. I laid my small pack on the floor, the rifle next the cot, and setting the alarm, laid down. * * * * Gods, I didn't want to get out of bed. But the alarm was not only incessant, but one of the irritating buzzer-types that shrilled until you did something about it. I shaved, put my uniform on and gathered my belongings. A check of the gate, another of the control-board and I was stuck walking for another 8 hours. I ate 2 of the bars, noting they didn't have much taste to be offended by, and watched the sun go down. The visor was already compensating for the loss of light, turning on the infra-red sensors. "Trade you good lay for fife dollar.." She was back. I didn't even bother to shake my head as the brown furred little creature stepped within a few paces and shook her hips at me. "You have rats?" Rats? Rations.. "Will lick for 1 rat. Play with sacks for 2.." I walked to the linked fencing and tossed a bar over the wire, stepping back. "Trade you 1 rat to go elsewhere." She barked a laugh, and quickly grabbed the food. "You beg for it soon. Price Higher then." I waved my rifle and she laughed again, skipping away, tail held up Just enough for me to see what she had to offer. I hoped Never to be that desperate... I was looking forward to my next nap, when a skittering noise got my attention. "Lick for 1 Rat." A whispered voice propositioned. I was afraid of that. Now I was known as an easy touch.. I turned a light on - and gasped. The creature that blinked in the light was a skeleton with a skin on it. No cloth, not even a string was around the hips. I walked forward and it stepped back, paw still lifted in a begging posture. Then I looked down... "How many?" She lowered her head. "4 left." Out of a possible litter of 8, she had four cubs. "Sit." She looked at me, but crossed her legs and sat, waiting.. Diversion or not, I would be Damned if I was going to let a cub starve, because her mother had no milk. I opened the small gate, framing it, as I handed her a bar. "Eat Slow." I cautioned her. She took it and nodded, eyes darting around as if afraid someone would snatch the meal from her. I watched the area, and when it was gone, handed her another. She looked at it, as if weighing the cost verses what her stomach was saying. And then grabbed it. This time her eyes were on me, wondering.. When the third one was offered, she closed her eyes and shuddered... Then took it and laying it beside her, stood. "You trade 1 more? Not used much.. very tight." I handed her 2 more and then made her walk up to me. "You have 4 cubs?" She nodded.. I traced the nipples. There were teeth marks showing the kits had bitten in their hunger. "But 3 are here." The green eyes Stared through me for a moment. "Fourth live this sun, next.." A shoulder shrugged. I looked into her eyes and saw the depths of poverty - She was too far gone to care any more. A paw patted my face. "You good male. You feel sad.. Not last long here. Now get pants open. We trade." It was too much. "Tomorrow.." I choked out. Another shrug.. For the first time that I can remember I was grateful when the post-check signal came. I pushed 2 more bars in her paws, locked the gate, and rapidly made my way back to the hut and the relief of something without haunted eyes. * * * * Not an hour later 2 shadows came down the path. They stopped at the gate. Nothing else was offering itself for explanation, so I went to the front and waited. "We are yours." 2 loin-cloths hit the dirt. The older pushed it's shoulders back so the black budding nipples would stick out of the fur.. the smaller one did likewise. "Ummmmmmm..." They turned and lifted their tales showing off 2 sets of furry buns, and winking pink anuses.. "Ummmmmmm..." I couldn't seem to talk. Then they turned.. And spread their crotch fur with their paws.. The sister smiled at me while her younger brother tried not to look scared, and failed badly. "What do you mean?" She repeated the statement and stepped toward the gate like I was going to open it or something. "I.. I can't. I mean, It's not.. I don't think..." She nodded and bent over the male-cub, who started crying. "Shhh... It will be all right. Didn't I promise? It won't hurt but a little.. And not long." She turned around again. "If you do not want our bodies, Then maybe our pelts will suffice." In her paw was a wicked-looking knife. Her eyes were dull in the moonlight as she closed her brother's eyes and held him a moment.. "STOP!" To hell with the grain. To hell with the military.. There are some things one can Not just let happen. The smaller gate was snapped open, and I stepped out. "Get your asses back to where you belong!" The elder one whispered to the younger, who nodded.. and before I could so much as blink, 2 streaks of fur came around me and inside the fence. I slammed the gate shut with one hand and grabbed the knife with the other. "What the hell.. I have never.. I ought to.." There was no look of smugness or malice, or much of anything on her face. A faint glimmer in her eyes was all. "Own us.." She repeated. I walked back to the shack, Tossed the knife in the incinerator, then sat down, shaking. The older one patted my face. "We eat, Clean up place.. Then do sex. Brother little, tight. I not so, but experienced." She shook her hips and I wanted to throw-up. They went over and got 3 bars, putting one beside me as they sat and ate, savoring each bite. I was still trying to pull myself together, so I broke it in half and handed the pieces to them.. When they finished the little one got busy with a broom, while the older one started undoing my shirt buttons. "Hey!" She pushed me back and took my shirt, running a paw over my sweaty chest. "You need wash. So does cloth. You own us now. You no want sex, We work. You want sex.." The little male shyly looked up at me for a moment, then continued sweeping. I barely felt paws undo my boots, removing them along with my socks. My pants were another matter. "What? Wait a minute.. And what do you mean, I own you?" She tugged harder. "You trade - 7 bars for us." I Groaned and held my head, a Gigantic headache starting.. And of course, down went the pants. Of all the times I Wish I didn't have woody's.. But of course my dick has a mind of it's own. *Boink* I didn't even notice until claws started caressing me. "Stop that.." I jerked up, watching her. "You prefer male to female?" And whistled. Before I could protest, the little male had dropped the broom and padded over, staring at my crotch, licking his thin black lips. His paw brushed against me, jerking away when my dick flexed. Sister whispered in his ear.. This time both paws gently held me. He leaned over, sniffing.. Then kissed the tip, lips warm. His tongue touched, whitdrew.. then almost eagerly lapped over my cock-tip. I groaned and put my hand over my forehead, knowing I was in it Deep! Teeth bit me. "Hey!" I opened my eyes and looked at the cub. His muzzle was open and he was trying to stuff the head into it. Pale blue eyes that had seen too many harsh things already gazed up at me. "Hun-Gry.." Oh Gods! He moved around a little until he could close his muzzle. The teeth were sharp but not too bad as he started sucking, eyes closing. I squirmed and looked at his sister, who was now sweeping the floor. "Is he weaned?" She looked up, grinned and continued sweeping. Just friggin wonderful! * * * * "Hey New-one.. Hear you got 2 cubs to do. I better.. Lick you better." If I could have shot that - creature... I walked away, hearing her laugh, still not sure what the hell I had gotten into. Somehow I had managed to extract the younger one from my crotch - Not without a lot of whimpers and teeth, Mind. Then I had to hold him and stroke him and tell him it was all right, I just had to go walk around.. Those eyes looked at me, and I couldn't have said no if the world was watching. He reached down and caressed me. "Come back.. Tas-ty." Then he giggled and nuzzled me, giving my hard-on a last lick before sliding off the bed and padding over to my shoes, took a rag, wiping them down. Then they and my socks were brought over, I had managed to struggle into my pants by then. He sat and somehow managed to rub himself against me as he put a sock on. Then a shoe, carefully tying it. The other foot was likewise stroked and I could feel his little furry sack pressing against my toes.. Then I grabbed my sock, shoe, shirt, rifle, canteen, pouch, and was gone before anything Else happened. Sitting down I dressed somehow, then went out and clipped some of the stalks for analysis, checked the alarms, and did everything I could to stay away from the 'house'. But I had to finally drag myself in.. To find it Clean. I don't mean Inspection clean, I mean, 'Mother's-Coming-Over' Clean. At least there was no furry bodies around. I took my uniform off, and set it aside, then my underwear... Maybe a shower. By that time I had pretty much talked myself into believing I could get the pair out of here and back to whoever their parents were. The shower was fairly roomy, enough so a lean form could sneak in and start scrubbing my back! Damn, I wanted to scream at her.. But couldn't. I turned around and there she was - a thin bundle of sticks with fur slid over it, holding the soap, and looking up at me. "Aw hell...." Her ears drooped. "I get Brother to wash you." "NO!" I yelled, then felt even worse as she cringed. "It's just that you are too young..." I turned away. A soft sigh and I heard her turn. "Is ok.. We leave." I had heard That voice from last night. "You won't kill yourself or your little brother. You will go back to the village and live with your..." I didn't get another word out.. "Village!" She spat. "Village is where Brothers, Sisters die crying with no food. Mother stares at wall. Father dead, hide sold for food. Others do the same.. You took knife that would make pain little, spared us to die slowly." She was shaking, and so was I. I hugged her, stroked her back and couldn't do a damn thing for some time. She kissed me and wiped the tears that ran down my cheeks. "You good man. Mother say so. You not beat on us, make us do things. You say I am young.. in 3 raintimes, I can bear cubs. Die in 10 or 12 passes of the Seasons. Enough talk - Wash, then make love." She kissed me and reached between my legs, and revived my erection with scritches and rubbings too expertly. "You have done this before..." She laughed and pushed me on my back. "You think you first Man Here? Others less nice, but also less 'stay-away' ish." Then she straddled my hips and closed her eyes as she took my cock in her. I watched it disappear in her 4 foot frame, amazed. She was tight but not nearly as much as I expected. "See what you miss?" She *squeezed* me and I damn near came. "Gods", I grunted, as she moved up and down, paws on her legs, grunting a little herself. She rode me like a pro, moaning softly, growling when I blew my sanity into her tight little vagina. * * * * The alarm woke me, and I groaned.. "Gods, what a nightmare." I promised myself to Not eat or drink whatever did that again! About that time my shoes arrived... Polished, with a pair of fox-like beings who proudly put them down before me, the older pronouncing I had an hour before I had to dress, while the younger promptly popped my cock in his muzzle, rubbing my thighs as he sucked on me. I closed my eyes and felt That headache coming on again. While small paws rubbed my shaft, bigger ones massaged my feet, slipping socks on first the left then the right one, continuing to stroke my feet. I started to snap at her that I could still dress myself... But I made the mistake of opening my eyes - And looked down at the little cub. His muzzle came up and off me, paws still pumping up and down. "Do good?" He licked my cock-head, making me groan, and not just because it felt good. "Do good for Father?" I thought I couldn't be shocked any more.. I was wrong. All the anger and indignation and guilt crested and I opened my mouth to shout 'I am NOT your God-Damned Father!' when the female giggled, bent to whisper something, and the little cub scrambled up into my lap, to hug me as best he could. "Sor-ry. Sister say Not Father.. Father die when little." He said it so - calmly. "Sister say you leave us someday.. Leave us like Father?" He reached up and touched my cheek, feeling the wetness, puzzled. Then he found a nipple.. I cursed the heat that made me sleep naked as lips slipped around a bump on my chest and sucked. I held him and rubbed his back and laid him down on the cot, whimpering when I moved away, but content to take a thumb and a promise I would be back. His eyes opened and stared at me for a moment, then as I rubbed his belly, closed and he nodded. I got up and dressed, then something hit me - The Sister was 3 years old. I had no idea how old the sleeping one was. But, was he one of the 4 the Mother was talking about, or... Some things are best not thought about. Poverty was nothing new to me - I joined the service so my parents would have one less person at home.. But we Always ate. Always had clothing to wear and books for school. And Always had a Father.. I shook my head, dressed, and got my ass out where things were black and white - Watch the field, make sure things are running ok, don't think too much. And I thought this duty was going to be boring! * * * * "Mother is dead." I turned to look at the vixen. Green eyes started back at me with no hint of sadness, anger, or much else. "You own us now. No Family to return to." I didn't even ask about the other cubs. I wanted to say I was sorry, but couldn't. I knelt and hugged her instead, feeling her arms go around me. "Is ok. Go and clean now.. You shower later?" She pushed my hand down her side to her rump, wriggling a little. "But..." She kissed me. "Grieve? Yes. Here.." She closed her hands into fists and held them close to her chest. "But grief not bring back Father. Not give Brother chance to live. Now eat." She put a metal bowl in my hands and with a pat to my crotch, left. Along with the ration-bars were cases of dried 'meals'. Add hot water and you had glop. It didn't taste bad, and was more filling than the bars, so I ate it, returning the bowl to the hut I would call home for another 5 months. No one was in sight - A minor miracle since the shower stall was to the right, then a closet in which hung my uniforms - all 3 of them and a locker with underwear, etc. inside. Then a cot, a sink/washing area, a storage closet where the food and tools were kept, a door that led into the analyzing lab, the door to get inside, and That was the Hut. Oh well... I was actually glad. A few days passed and I Still didn't see them. My combat knife I either had latched to my side or locked in my chest. I may not like the situation but to wake up one morning and find them... No. Not an option. * * * * A week passed before I saw my furry charges again. I had half begun to hope they had left - Which saddened me... I had grown attached to them a little, But I still believed that they belonged with their own kind. Then they showed up, dragging a cart. I opened the smaller gate to see what was going on. "We Bury Mother, Take some Rats to trade for food. Hope you not mind." I didn't dare ask about the condition of the others, watching them grab armfuls of things and carry them in. I watched as best I could until the cart was empty, a rolled-up pelt the last thing to go in. Then I closed and latched the gate, and followed the pair into the hut. The fur was spread on the bed, and the 2 fox-like cubs were putting things into the empty box, tossing me something that looked like an onion and tasted.. Pretty good. I was eyeing the pelt on the cot, trying to remember why it looked so familiar - When I stopped eating and had to swallow.. Hard. 'Father dead, hide sold for food.' came back to haunt me. They buried their Mother, but not All of her. The alien food rumbled in my stomach but stayed put. I forced myself to finish the vegetable and then walked outside to curse every last god I have ever heard of, because I knew somewhere one of them was laughing at me. "See exotic places, Learn about foreign cultures... Yeah Right!" I spat in the dust, feeling better, and took another sample, and it Seemed that the grain would pan out. Harvesting would take place in a few months, all done by machine - Then the grain would be given out as seed-stock to the locals. I wondered how much would make it to the ground, then shook my head. "Ours is not to wonder why..." Like hell! * * * * 3 weeks went faster than I thought they would. A truck rumbled into the 'compound' dropped off another batch of lovely glop with hard sticks to stir it with.. And I don't mean a few. There must have been 50 boxes stacked up beside the fence when we got done. I looked at the stack and raised my eyebrows. "Typo - should have been 5 cases of each. You got 25 cases of each. Use it wisely.. He winked at me as I gave him all the data, and the samples, then climbed aboard the truck. "See you in a Month." And the only human I would see for a while drove off.. Why the wink? Then I heard the pat-pat of little feet... The ground didn't open up and swallow me Whole, no matter How much I prayed and cursed under my breath. Keeping a secret in the United Services is about like dropping a boulder in a puddle and hoping nobody notices.. Now it would get around I like humping cubs.. Or Worse. I made sure the gate was locked, nobody had sneaked in, and tossing my helmet into a corner, sat on my cot, wondering if I could get shipped out for chronic headaches.. 'Son' saw me sitting and decided I was fair game. *PatPatPat* went the little feet... Then Ziiiiiip. A little fishing and out came his favorite pacifier. A few kisses and nuzzles and licks, then *Glomp* Soft sucking sounds came from my lap as he sat and rubbed my shaft between his little paws. I don't know if it was the excess blood going elsewhere, or there is some therapeutic value in being blown, but my headache went away.. Maybe he practiced Every Day, or maybe his sister was teaching him.. but he was getting good - Real Good! He used his tongue, his lips, his fingers to bring me to the brink.. And over. He was gulping and snorting and jerking my dick back and forth.. I couldn't stop the second orgasm. I couldn't stop my hand from gripping his head and holding it in place... He just sucked some more of my dick in and looked up at me. I remembered 2 words - 'Hungry' and 'Tasty'... Then everything went blurry, and when I came to my senses - What little I had left - I was naked, in bed, sweating like crazy. 'Just great!' I got shot-up for just about every microbe there was - Except the one that bit my ass. Of course I wasn't supposed to sample the local food, or sleep with the natives. Speaking of which... I actually felt the little hands before I heard the feet. And then there was a tongue, licking my nuts. Licking my dick.. *Gulp* 'Son was growing.. He actually felt heavy on my legs. He also swallowed more of me. Another, more soothing hand was in my forehead. "You Smell." Yes, Yes I did. I would have had a longer conversation about foreign microbes and the scent a sick person gives off but someone was Hungry, and he knew just how to work his tongue along my cock-tip to make me blow.. Then everything got dark again. * * * * When I awoke, I felt fine. I had been run over a couple of times by something big, Pulled through a few knotholes and stomped into the ground, but otherwise fine. 2 warm bodies lay next to mine, holding me. This would have been ok except for the fact both had dicks pressed into my sides, both were nuzzling my nipples, and as soon as I opened my eyes, yipped softly. They had to be twins because it was like looking into a mirror. They smiled and rubbed my chest, then moved to my belly... It was then I found I was tied to the cot. 4 paws gently rubbed me into hardness. Two soft muzzles caressed my dick, nuzzling it, kissing the flesh. Was this some kind of ritual? I strained to pull my wrists free as they put their hands on my crotch and licked up my cock like a candy cane. Not even every joint aching could wipe out the throbbing pain starting in my temples.. This was just damn lovely! I wish I could say I was Strong, Stood firm and told them to stop.. But of course I didn't. Besides, all I could do was moan as they worked the head over. I closed my eyes and decided to say I was under duress and not in my right mind... Then I felt movement, and I hoped against hope they decided to torture someone else. I felt one of them still stroking me - so where was the other one? I had to look... And wished I hadn't. While Frick was keeping me hard, Frack had straddled my legs, and was bending back. What the hell were they..? I felt something soft and warm pressing down on the tip of my cock and I said to myself, Surely they are not going to - With a soft sigh the standing fox-like male pushed down and took me in his back-passage. I thought he was going to break in half or something! Ok, so I played around when I was younger, but not like This.. He was So Tight! As his tail flicked across my chest, he bent his knees and knelt, both of us moaning now. I closed my eyes and lay back, half-hoping this was a dream, half-hoping it would continue. A soft tongue and sharp teeth on my balls brought me back to 'reality'.. As I sweated, I could feel his passage engulfing me, sliding on me... Then my head exploded and I floated above my body, pouring my semen into the little male's ass. I must have blacked out because the next thing I knew the second one lay on my belly, panting, squeezing my cock buried to the roots in him, making my nuts work overtime, while the first one I had popped into played with my sack to get everything he could out. Me - I was along for the ride.. When the fireworks were over and I could see again, Both of them came up, kissed me on the lips and then ran off. The one who had started all the trouble came in, untied my wrists and ankles, ran her hand over my semi-hard dick, and smiled. "Cousins like to sleep with you.. They say you stretch them good." It would have been simpler if I had fallen on that knife instead of destroying it. "You were sick.. Family come in to help." Somehow I managed to get up and into the shower. Paws held my shaking body up, while I urinated, a familiar hand holding me so it would go down the drain. First I got Sat down. Told to be quiet and not move. So I shut my yap and got washed by a family of fox-like beings, some male, some female.. It felt too good, even when they had me stand and got Intimate with my anatomy.. I could swear there was more tonguing than scrubbing, but it really is a haze. I was cleaned, dressed, and fondled more times on that one day than I have in my entire life. I had to be careful - I was starting to Enjoy all the attention. I did the rounds, cut a sample, and didn't even flinch when the younger cubs helped me undress again, each taking turns licking my dick to stiffness. Each trying to fit as much in their muzzle as possible.. I thought I was a shocked as I could be... "Training.. Good to stretch muzzles and butts. Better to fit other males when they come." W H A T?!? I looked down.. and there was 'Son', showing then how it was done - First you grab the base and kiss it, nuzzle the tip. Tug on it gently, licking the slit to get a moan from it's owner... And I did so. Let it slide between your lips, hold it in your muzzle, again using your tongue to excite the male. Then swallow, allowing the length slide to touch the back of your throat.. A gentle tonguing, some more strokes, move your head and gulp down the offering.. be sure to caress the nuts with your free hand to get a full harvest. I gave up and let them explore my crotch with their little muzzles, tongues, paws.. Each getting a little sip of pre-cum - I was tapped out for the day.. Or so I thought. My co-conspirator giggled as I made faces, the teeth a little sharp on my privates. But I bared it all and what seemed like days later the last one had fumbled with my balls, bitten my dick, and kissed me most gently. And every time I was ready to either blow up or just say 'f*ckit' I would look into their too young eyes.. And see this was no game. This may be the difference between eating and being sold for whatever their hide would bring.. And I swallowed whatever I was going to say, rub their head, and say something encouraging. "Mother right - You good man. She be proud of you. Your Mother as well?" I couldn't say.. I was sick - Sick of too small critters living too Adult lives. Sick of being so far from home, where things were easier to understand. I was sick of alien ways, alien food and alieness in general. A paw took my hand and led me in the back, shooed everyone out, undressed me, and lay with her head in my chest, gently caressing me. No words as she slid me inside her warm, tight vagina. No words as she caressed my face, moving on me until she nestled herself in my crotch, tail gently flicking again my balls.. She soothed my bitten penis, soothed my jangled nerves, soothed me in ways I never knew anyone could. Sitting up, she smiled, and *Squeezed* me. I Yelped, arched up and grabbed her butt. She sighed and *Squeezed* me again, this time adding a twist of her hips that made me break a sweat! She was just too good, and as weary as I was, I Still managed a good showing before I gave her everything I had and again passed out. And every time I woke she was holding me, nuzzling me, keeping me inside her. I woke having to pee, and was led to the stall. She giggled and held my tiny little dick as I filled the box. Licked it.. licked it again. And I pulled back. "I may screw you, pump your mouth full of jizz, even let you jerk me off - But I am Not going to piss on you!" She giggled and sucked in my dick kneeling in front of me. And I Knew if she asked, I would even give her a 'Golden Shower'.. She had me in the palm of her paw... Thankfully, she did no more than kiss my semi-hard dick and led me back to bed. I fell into a routine - Wake up with a muzzle sucking on me. Give them breakfast. Go wash, eat, dress, give up more semen to a hungry cub. Do my rounds, come back in, eat. Teach some more cubs how to give a human 'head'. Walk rounds, undress, screw myself into oblivion with whoever was available. I was having more sex than I even dreamed back in school... It must have been something I was eating, because I was blowing my nuts out at least 4 times a day and I wasn't even tired when my little vixen laid down beside me at night. Ok - I was exhausted, but Willie was ready for duty. I sat back, pants open, a cub kneeling, shining my shoes with his furry rump and polishing my cock-knob with his muzzle.. paw caressed my nuts expertly, and I had to admit they were getting very good.. Then I came and the little male gulped, drinking it all, keeping my cock in his little mouth until it got soft.. Then Kissed it, tucked it in my pants and finished working on my shoes - this time with skilled paws and a rag. As I stood and patted his head, I had to smile - I was actually going to miss all of them. And I was going to make sure wherever I was sent after this was a Lone Post with No Damnded Temptations! The End ?