Therapy
[Howards’ Story]
Book II
By Allison Heather
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2011 Allison Heather
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Dedication and Warning
This book like my other books written and to be written are a silent homage to all those who have dared and would dare break taboos. I am struggling to do so myself...probably one day I would accomplish that and join the ranks of brave and wonderful. Until then, for me pen [keyboard] and imagination are two very strong tools.
The book contains strong adult theme and should be read by those who are open-minded and like challenging imaginations. Best Wishes and thanks for picking up [rather downloading] this book.
Happy Reading.
Allison Heather.
Feedback and suggestions are very welcome
Therapy
[Howards’ Story]
Book II
By Allison Heather
Author’s Note
The story continues from Book I where Jennifer haunted by her inability to find sexual satisfaction is driven to one man she believes is the reason and cure of her problem, her grandfather- Benjamin Howard.
Jennifer is handed what she wanted by her grandpa with the help of two loyal family dogs, Brutus and Oscar. Book II carries the story forward. Strong sexual content including - Incest, Zoophilia. Interspecies threesomes. Thanks for reading.
THERAPY
[HOWARDS’ STORY]
BOOK II
CHAPTER 5
I slept like a log. I did wake up with full bladder but sleep won. Even my spread-eagled position did not come in the way of my undisturbed night. I was sleeping dreaming of overwhelming pleasures of last twenty-four hours.
I woke up again later to find my face in grandpa’s lap. I was untied and my arms were resting on his thighs.
“Ready to start the day sweetheart?” Grandpa stroked my matted soiled hair.
I kissed grandpa’s hairy massive thigh as a silent thanks for saving me from myself. It was also as homage to his masculinity and brute but restrained power.
Grandpa was only dressed in his boxers. He took me gently to the bathroom. My bladder and rectum were bursting. I turned very shy and coy, “Grandpa, I have to do private things you may not enjoy,” I was also aware that I might have broken my discipline and incur grandpa’s punishment.
Grandpa stroked my soiled face and kissed it without any reservation, “Private is actually what you wish to be secret from someone. I love you and will be honoured to share all your private moments. People who love each other intimately, this is the pinnacle of union, that all natural acts can be shared and become part of your loved one’s memory. I would like to think when I am no more these moments would remain with you as my memories.”
I understood the deep love that grandpa was talking about, ‘Grandpa, please don’t mention anything as bad as that ever in front of me, please,” the thought that my grandpa would not be with me forever was irrationally unbearable. We all miss the quirks, cute habits by not sharing so much of our lives with people we love. I was shy to begin with. Soon grandpa’s face showed his passion as my tortured orifices hissed and created sounds I would have died of embarrassment if witnessed by anyone. I soon realised the concept of unconditional union and relaxed, it was not fetish of any kind but intense love in its entirety.