A Run with Charley 2nd Edition has an all new Epilogue to spice up your afternoon. I don't remember bumping my head, but that must be the case. Why else would I allow a total stranger to take me home after something so trivial as a trip ending in a skinned knee? Ask Charley, my big slobbering monster of a dog who has decided this sexy as-the-devil man is a safe person. Watching Randy rub Charley's belly, I have never wanted to be a dog more in my life. I know I shouldn't, but that isn't going to stop me- I'm getting my belly rubbed. Warning: This story contains sexual content

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