"Oh no, please don't go! Come play with me," begged the dapper Ringo to Glory, the sleek, sexy, tri-colored hound.
"Well, if you insist," smiled Glory to her new best friend, "but you better have a fun plan in mind for me. You see, I am used to calling the shots and picking my playmates. There is something about you though that I find intriguing and slightly mysterious. You have for example, quite a skill in leashing in the pretty ladies. No pun intended," she smirked back at him. "Frankly, I'm impressed."
Little did Glory know but back at Ringo's bachelor pad, he already had the mood music piping into his condo, chilled Palmyra water in a decanter and nayla bones for two smartly positioned bedside. Ringo was no novice and clearly knew what he was doing!!
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