The Persistent Doggy 2
Elizabeth woke the next morning feeling oddly content. It was as if a heavy weight that had been lifted from her body. She stretched, yawned, and smiled, her arms extending and her toes curling. “It’s going to be a great day!” she thought. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt so good! She felt the dog stirring beside her. She had forgotten he was there. Rascal stood up, shook his body, and jumped off the bed, pulling off half of the covers, and leaving Elizabeth chilled. “Oh, my god!” she exclaimed. “I’m naked!” Where was her nightgown? Where were her panties? The memories of the previous night came flooding back. At first, she denied it: “It was just a dream! It had to have been a dream!” Then, an overwhelming feeling of shame washed …