Chapter 4

The next day, Charlie suggested, "Honey, let's find an apartment."

"Can we afford it?"

"Sure," Charlie replied, "We've got to have a place to live. This hotel costs too much to stay at very long."

They drove around the Village and found out very quickly how expensive the apartments all were. And then they finally found a small place on the third floor of an old, tired-looking building. They decided they'd better take it quickly as there wasn't anything else anywhere near the price range he could afford.

"Well, this is it," Charlie smiled, "Home sweet home."

"We can do a lot with it," Donna said gratefully. "We can paint the living room white-that will make it bigger, and I wish we could put up shutter panels at the windows. I like the high ceiling too."

"It isn't too bad," Charlie consoled her, but inside he knew it wasn't much of a place, and he knew he had to figure out a way to get some more money.

"Baby," he smiled, "I'm going to walk around a bit, and then I'll come back. Here's twenty dollars for you to go shopping and get us some food."

"What do you want me to get?" she asked him.

"Anything you want to buy," he told her.

Charlie decided he'd go to the Pub-style bar on the corner and get something soothing, and consoling to drink. Scratching the side of his face, he sat down, and ordered, "Double scotch, and water."

"Coming up," the bartender smiled, trying to humor him as he knew he was a new customer and he didn't want him to take his trade elsewhere if he was moving into the area.

He got to talking a short time later, with a young man about his own age. He was complaining, "You know it burns me up how you can knock yourself out to make something move and then this happens!"

"What happens?" Charlie inquired.

"Well, you see," the man explained, "I'm a movie producer, and I had this movie ready to roll, and the girl cut out on us."

"It shouldn't be hard to find another girl," Charlie shrugged, "Actresses are a dime a dozen, I've always heard."

"Well, not for movies like I make," he said flatly.

"What kind of movies do you make?"

The young man turned and looked both directions, and then he smiled, "Sex movies."

"Oh, I see," Charlie nodded, and then he took another drink.

"Do you know where you could find me a chick who'd go along with-"

"With what?"

"A starring role as a dog-fucker," the young man said bluntly, "The pay is good, and Dandy is a nice dog."

"Dandy?"

"Yeah, that's the name of the Great Dane who stars opposite the girl in the movie."

"Does the dog get billing?" Charlie asked, certain the answer would be no.

"Sure, he does. He's playing the male lead, so why shouldn't he get co-star billing."

"Well, that's nice. Nobody can say you're not fair to dogs, can they?"

"No," the producer said, ordering another drink a moment later.

"I've got an idea," Charlie said, "I know a girl who I think would be perfect for the part. She's built, and she has a real sexy face."

"How much does she want?"

"Five hundred," Charlie suggested, knowing that amount of money could see them through for a little while anyway.

"I'll make a deal with you. If you'll give me Dandy, and let me give her the dog as a gift on week later, I'll have her ready and willing to star in your dog-fucking movie."

"I'll drink to that," the producer smiled, "the next round is on me-say, what's your name?"

"Just call me Charlie," he smiled, "and you are?"

"Harry, but they call me Horny Hairy, the dirty movie producer. But, I don't like it. Call me Harry and we'll get along just fine. But, I'll admit it, Charlie, when you talk about this chick you've got living with you, I get horny."

"We can arrange something there too," Charlie assured him confidently, "but let's not rush things. One thing at a time."

When they'd finished their drinks, Charlie went with Harry over to his small movie set, and met Dandy, the movie dog.

"He's a beautiful dog," Charlie acknowledged. "Yes, I think we can get something going."

"I certainly hope so," Harry said anxiously, "You have no idea what it's like to audition young women and then have to tell them it's a dog-fucking movie."

"Then, Dandy is mine to give to her. Right?"

"Right," Harry agreed, "But on one condition-you can deliver the hot chick before the cameras in one week."

"Shake on it," Charlie said enthusiastically, "A deal is a deal."

"A nice surprise," Harry chuckled, "She'll just love Dandy, and you know that animal is trained to give a good fuck!"

"Trained?"

"Sure, they have canine training schools all over for things like that."

"Oh, that's great," Charlie chuckled, "Then, Dandy will go to work-"

"You're on," he nodded, "Dandy is real good at sniffing out a good pussy, and you should see him fuck. He was wild about the girl I had set for the co-starring role."

"Are there a lot of lines to learn?" Charlie asked.

"Are you kidding?" Harry laughed, "These pictures are position parts. You just get in the right fucking position and hammer away."

Moments later, Charlie left his small Village studio with Dandy on a leash. When he went up to his apartment on the third floor, he unlocked the door, and stepped in with the dog. Donna could hardly believe her eyes.

"Whose dog is that?"

"It's a surprise gift for you," he smiled, "His name is Dandy."

"Oh, he's beautiful. He's a thoroughbred, isn't he?"

"Yes, he's a pedigreed Great Dane."

Taking the leash off Dandy, he watched the stud dog go over and get acquainted. Dandy was a reserved dog, but friendly. He went over and licked her hand affectionately.

"Oh, Charlie, the dog likes me," she smiled happily.

"You don't know how glad I am Dandy likes you," Charlie nodded knowingly.

"That was so kind of you to think of me," Donna thanked him. And then, she said, "I'll have to get some dog food for him. I didn't know we were going to have a dog when I went shopping."

"You know what I feel like doing right now," Charlie announced flatly.

"I have some idea," she said.

"Fuck you," he chuckled, and he started undressing.

"Alright, honey, but we haven't even had dinner yet."

"We can fuck first, and dine later."

"That sounds like a slogan," she told him as she started to undress. Dandy watched her closely, as she took off her clothes. He figured she was undressing for him.

"Oh, god, do you look great?" he smiled at her, as he once again thrilled to her great breasts standing up so rigid, so ready.

"Baby," she smiled, "Let me kneel before you and suck you."

Charlie stood with his legs parted, putting on his mostly manly stance, as the beautiful girl he had managed to fascinate, dropped to her knees before him to service his penis.

He held it out to her.

"It's all yours, baby, all nine inches."

"Is it that long?" she asked, holding it in her hand. He nodded quietly, "I measured."

She let her tongue lash out, and she began sucking on its juicy head. Then, she felt some thing sticky and wet at her vagina.

"Oh, what's that," she gasped, pulling her mouth off his penis the moment she felt the strange sensation at her vagina.

"That's Dandy," he smiled, "Dandy has to get his rocks off too, honey. You're so beautiful, you've got the animal kingdom turned on too."

"Do you think that's it?" she asked, "See how he licks me there. Ohh, honey, he's slipping his tongue inside me."

"Baby, how about a three way, Dandy eats your pussy, and you suck my joint. Doesn't that sound sexy?"

"Yes," she said, pulling his penis to her, and letting the dog go on licking around her hot triangle.

"Ohh, that feels good," Charlie panted as he pushed his sliding tool farther down her throat. "I'm loaded tonight honey, and when I finish feeding you my cock-juice, you won't need anything more. This is pure protein baby."

Dandy kept his tongue whipping around her gash, and Donna was completely perplexed. She couldn't undertsand how the dog could so effectively lash away at her vagina. Even Charlie's hot, thrusting tongue hadn't done any better.

"Eat my dick," Charlie told her. "Go after the juice! That's it, baby, suck it out!"

Reaching down, Charlie guided her over his tool, and then he watched the dog licking, sucking, eating her pussy.

"Do your thing, Dandy," he told the dog. "That's it, eat her pussy out. Eat it up."

The dog lashed away at her vagina, and this intensified the pleasure that she was obtaining from sucking on Charlie's sliding rule.

"Oh, baby, I'm almost there," he gasped, "Now! Hang on, honey. Fuck! Fuck it!"

The hot sperm shot down her throat, and at the same instant, she gushed. Dandy's hot tongue slid around her vagina, eagerly devouring her juices, while she sucked Charlie's cock.

"Do it, Dandy, eat her snatch. Yes, boy-at that hot pussy."

For a moment, Donna was puzzled. He was talking more to Dandy, than he was to her.

As she pulled off Charlie's penis, she got to her feet, and Dandy wagged his tail proudly. She bent over to pay him with a pat on his head.

"You did a good job, Dandy," she smiled, "You know how to make love, don't you, Dandy?"

Dandy responded with more tail-wagging, almost as if he completely understood what she had to say. Charlie got dressed, and told her, "Honey, I'm going out to get some food for that fucker. He deserves some good food."

"He sure does," she agreed.

And then, she went on with her preparations for dinner. Charlie didn't take long in coming back, and he immediately rewarded Dandy with a can of dog food. He wanted to make sure the dog linked his reward with his expert tongue action on Donna's hot pussy.

"This is a good meal," he smiled at Donna.

"It's just lean ground round," she told him, "I didn't know if you'd like this salad and vegetable or anything."

"Everything is real good, and you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because it was prepared with love." Reaching across the table, he patted her hand gently.

"We're going to make a go of it," he told her confidently. "I know that."

"I know we will as long as we stick together," she said, "I'm glad I left that stuffy old college to come to the Village with you."

"Have you any idea what kind of job you can find, Charlie?" Donna asked him when the meal was over and she was washing the dishes.

"I don't know, honey. I don't have much of a work-background to draw from. Mostly a playboy history, I guess."

"You'll find something."

"I sure hope so," he said aloud, but inside Charlie was hoping most sincerely he would succeed in avoiding work. Then, he could convince Donna to do her thing, and he could live off that.

"Thanks so much for Dandy," Donna said, as she sat in an easy chair, and turned on the teevee.

"It doesn't work too good," Charlie observed, "lots of wavy lines. I promise you honey when I get a job and get some money coming in I'll buy you a nice teevee."

"Baby, you're surprise tonight with Dandy is the most wonderful thing you could have given me."

When Dandy heard his name, his ears pricked up, and he came running across the room.

"See how much he likes you?" Charlie commented, "He just naturally goes running to you."

"I guess he senses that I like him. I've always been fond of dogs. I had one when I was a little girl I called 'Pal', and we went everywhere together. Then, we moved and Mom wouldn't let me take Pal."

"That's too bad."

"Yes, it really was," Donna said sadly, "Old Pal found us after we moved, and Mom still wouldn't let him stay with me. I never forgave her for that. So, you see when you came in with this big surprise tonight, you'll never know how happy you made me."

"I'm glad," Charlie nodded, his mind becoming a calculator, as he envisioned Donna and Dandy starring in a series of color movies in which they could demonstrate their love physically.