If ever there was a resplendent, shimmering example of a girl's passion
for expression, it was Kristy. Kristy was a golden labrador in a family of
golden labradors who certainly loved dancing.It seemed that they only got
better and better as a family as it went on. And the latest in their line
was Kristy, always sweeping and whiffing everything with her tail as she
move to and fro. It would certainly seem as though she'd have her presence
respected, though there was just one issue. Sometimes she'd answer the
call to dance before the call of nature...
"Oh, watch this!" Kristy said as she darted down the street, hopping and
spinning from stone to stone. Her sisters followed. "Um, are you sure
about that?" One said as she monitored Kristy, knowing the tell tale way
her little sis would move when it was "time to go". Kristy kept hopping
along, entering the town. "Uh huh! Come on, watch!" She said, playing with
other children as they pass by.
Kristy had already wandered off with some other children, beginning to
enter some stores and then walking outside, seeing other children. By that
time, she simply couldn't continue hiding what she had to do, and started
to squirm a bit as she danced. She looked down at her pink t-shirt and
white shorts, then around to the others, hoping maybe they wouldn't see
her as she paused in a corner for a moment.
Kristy crouched in a corner slightly out of view, her shorts slightly
drooping below her panties. What did she do after that?
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