"How good are you with bears?" Charmaine asked over breakfast. I stopped eating and looked at her. "Bears?" "Yes. You know the kind. Big, hairy, massive paws. Bears." "As long as they are where I'm not, I'm totally fine with bears." "That's about to change," she said, getting up. Her thin housecoat fell open, exposing all her goodies to me. I feared I wasn't going to play with them, and I was right. "We have to go again."...

Charmaine and I left our 'normal' world again. We were, once more, on a mission. She'd mentioned something about Puss in Boots, and I was curious. * The figure wasn't tall and stood with its back to us. Of course, a pussycat wasn't very tall, even when standing on hind legs. The large, wide-rimmed, black hat sported a red feather. A long, black cloak hung almost to the ground. "Let's go," Charmaine said. I nodded and star...

I was still at work when the phone rang. It was Charmaine calling. "Hey, pretty one," I said, answering the call. "Are you naked?" I did whisper that. "As naked as you want me to be," she replied. "I can be naked in the blink of an eye, and you know that." "Those words make me want to come home and have my way with you." "Good idea. Something's up again, but we can talk about that after a good fuck." That ended the call....