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Dexter and Fifi - A Love Story
Early morning weekday walks at the park did conjure up images of a rendezvous with the object of his dreams and desires, after dark; he was going to meet up with her tonight at the far end of the park and the excitement of it all made him want to beg and bark. The interlopers would be gone - locked away safely in the back yards and homes of their masters; the perfect setting for which he longed, and time to take a chance on romance and nail the one he was after. Her name was Fifi, the widow Mrs Claud's smokin' hot poodle dog - a perky little pooch with a delicate prance. He wished her collar would fall off, how they would both take off to to be all alone raking each others bones...if he had the chance. Twilight thus came upon his visions as he pondered on her bush waked nubby tail, a frizzy little French gal though seemingly frail he knew she might be a tiger by the tail without a hitch. She just might be the perfect little bitch. It was a hot night that night and he was hoping his master might open up the sash to let some cool air in. 'Cept they lived on the second flight. Going down is the easy part; he thought, the hard part was climbing back up again. Not to be deterred, he wimped and whined as he stirred and awoke his master in the middle of his sleep. He didn't care because that night she was to take the dare and meet him at the far end of the street. They both had promises to keep. Later that night, as he predicted his master might, the... ...to be continued.... Announcement: I am looking for a unique ending to this love story and would welcome any suggestions. JRG
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