There was definitely something wrong with Jackie, Stella reflected. She hoped sincerely that her own stormy marriage to Phil Burnside hadn't been the cause of her eighteen year old daughter's unnatural fear of men. Since the divorce a year ago, the mother had devoted all her energy to helping her daughter adjust to their new life.

It wasn't that Jackie wasn't pretty! Lord no! Jackie Burnside was voted homecoming queen of her high school class last year, only she turned it down because she was too embarrassed to wear the revealing formal that the queen traditionally wore. The lovely, blonde teenager had the greatest pair of tits since Stella herself, but for some reason – perhaps because of Phil's constant leering and crude remarks – Jacqueline Burnside was ashamed of her body. Even though her father had been gone thirteen months already, the pretty blonde still hadn't fully adjusted to her own maturity, and now the black-haired mother was worried.

But, God, Matt looks like such a nice man! she said to herself. I wouldn't mid going to bed with him myself! Her eyes wandered to the faded worn crotch of his cut-offs, and she could just discern the outline of his sleeping penis. It seemed to bulge unconsciously out to the right, as if there wasn't room in his pants for both his balls and his cock, and the hot-blooded older woman gasped internally. Jesus, what he must look like with a hard-on!

Matt was nodding and smiling into her face, totally unaware of the scheming thoughts of the older woman. "I can see how you would feel safer with a dog," he said. Shit, she must have guys climbing in the windows with a body like hers! But he kept his private thoughts to himself, and let her into the large pen. "Most of these are two years old," he explained, "from the best litter Roxie here ever produced. We kept them all, instead of selling them as puppies, just so we could train them… These three males… King, Kaiser, and Klamath – are your best bet." He snapped his fingers to three perfectly marked black and tan dogs, who came running to their master on signal. Matt continued to explain just exactly what the dogs were trained to do and what they were trained not to do, as Stella Burnside looked them over scrutinizingly.