Tantric Dogs

She was a virgin. So was he. Spring had sent daffodils and crocuses bursting skyward with their brilliant colors celebrating yet another season of sensual delights.

Amidst the buzz and beauty of the season, what was once a very loyal friendship, seemed to be veering into the as yet uncharted territory of sexual ardor.

But again, they were virgins and really had NO idea what they might be getting into.