Bitch in Heat_(0)
Sara saw the man walking the dog as she was walking home from visiting friends. As they approached from the cross-street, Sara noticed that the man was fairly ordinary, middle-aged, average height, medium build. The dog on the other hand was anything but ordinary. A beautiful rotweiler, obviously male, large for the breed, straining at its leash. Sara couldn’t take her eyes off it as the moved toward the intersection. They reached the intersection at the same time, and man and dog turned to follow the same street Sara was on, both having to wait for a stop light. The rottweiler sidled up to Sara and stuck his snout into the crotch of her shorts, making snuffling noises. Sara giggled, but somewhere back in the the most primitive part of her brain, something dark stirred …