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Animal Heat (MF, animal)
Anonymous Author
WARNING:
This story is fiction and should be treated as such.
The following story contains descriptions of explicit sex.
If you're not an adult or reading descriptive sex stories upset you, don't
read any further.
I'm not the author. I don't have the talent.
I can only be the "TheEditor" (grobert@soho.ios.com)
An Animal Heat
Chapter 1
"It's lovely... absolutely lovely!" exclaimed the beautiful, blonde Kitty
as she walked into the cabin through the closed half of the Dutch door. "I've
never seen anything like it. I never would have dreamed that there could be so
much beauty in nature."
Her sister, Janet, darker and somewhat taller, though no less lovely for
her being five years older, turned away from her cutting board in the small
kitchen and smiled. "I thought you might like it. And judging from the fact
that you've only been out for an hour, I can tell that you've only seen a small
part of it."
Suddenly Janet's huge German shepherd bounded into the kitchen from
another part of the cabin, his tail wagging in expression of his happiness to
see his new friend.
"Oh, Duke," Kitty said, bending down to pet his great head, "you should
have come with me. There were a lot of rabbits I know you would have liked to
chase."
"So you like my little area here, do you?" Janet said as she ceased her
preparation of dinner and dried her wet hands on a towel. Her hair was a
little darker than her twenty-eight year old sister's, and she wore it in a
stylish cut, unlike Kitty, who preferred to let her long golden hair fall
loosely to her waist. "And you're right about Duke. He probably should have
gone with you. He likes running around in the woods. Give him time, though.
He's only known you for a day."
"I'll bet he's quite a companion out here for you," the shapely younger
sister said as she continued to stroke the happy-looking dog behind the ears.
"Yes, I don't know how I would get along without him," Janet said, adding
her own caressing hand to the powerful animal's muscular flanks. "Did you see
the small waterfall in the stream?"
"Yes, I did," Kitty answered. "In fact, I spent most of my time there.
It's very peaceful and relaxing."
Janet smiled. "You know, if you want, you can stay here for longer than
a week. I hope you didn't think my invitation was limited."
"I don't know," said Kitty, her voice indicating that she was being
tempted to stay forever. "A week was all I could get off. There were times
today, though, when I thought I would never want to return to St. Louis."
'Don't worry, honey," Janet reassured her. "I'm sure that after a week
here, you'll be able to make a decision. And it will be one you can stick
with."
"I hope so, Jan," Kitty said thoughtfully. "It's just so... so
enchanting out in the woods there. To think that I might leave it to sit
behind a desk and be a secretary all day, five days a week... Sometimes it
makes me sick."
Janet smiled a knowing smile. She could understand what her curvaceous
sister was telling her. Her own husband of six years had literally killed
himself working under the pressure of the city. He had often promised himself
that he would take it easy as soon as he got enough money. But he never
thought he had enough, even though by many standards he was quite a wealthy
man. His drive to become more successful than he was had killed him rather
suddenly, and Janet decided then and there that she was not going to let the
same thing happen to her. She had used his money, a rather substantial sum, to
build this cabin in a remote section of New York State's Catskills. When it
was finished, she had invited her sister and her brother to her house warming,
wanting to show off her "little" cabin in the woods. It was a sort of memorial
to her late husband, a man she loved very much. Even though she had pretty
much gotten over his loss, she felt a stab of pain every time she realized that
he would not be there to share in its peace and relaxation, truly a setting
that would have saved his life had he the chance to enjoy it. Janet and her
sister had always been close, even though Kitty had moved to St. Louis from New
York City after a love affair that had almost destroyed her two years ago.
Now they were together once again, and they were acting like little
children, each caught up in the happiness of seeing each other after their long
separation. They had written letters to each other, and talked over the
telephone many times, making promises that they would get together "someday,"
but the plans had never come to pass. When Janet had informed Kitty of her
plans to build a small cabin in the woods, the younger girl made a definite
effort to be with her sister during this time of need. Kitty had explained to
her boss that she needed the vacation time, and would quit if he didn't give it
to her. She was determined that she was not going to let this opportunity pass
her by as she had so many others.
And now she was here. She was glad that she had put her foot down with
her boss. The late summer setting was charming in the rolling hills, and she
was determined that she would start living each moment as though it were her
last. She did not want the same thing happening to her that had happened to
Janet's husband.
"Well," the young blonde said, standing up. "I think I'm going to take a
bath. I hope you have hot running water out here in the wilderness," she added
with a slight chuckle.
"We have everything out here," Janet answered, "including a separate
bathroom. I wanted to get away from the rat-race of the city, not the
comforts."
"I hope you're making a large supper," Kitty said. "Walking around in
the forest can make you as hungry as it can dirty."
''Oh, go on now and enjoy your bath," Janet said, returning to her work
at the cutting board. "You're my guest here, so don't worry about things like
that. Supper will be ready by the time you finish."
Kitty didn't even try to hide her ear to ear grin. She had always liked
her sister, and she could see that Janet wanted to make her feel as comfortable
as possible. As she walked through the cabin, large as cabins went no matter
what Janet said about her "little house in the woods," she noticed that Duke
was following her. "You want to watch me get clean, big boy?" she said to the
large dog.
"He wants to become friends with you," called Janet after her sister.
"He doesn't get to see many people out here, and he really likes being with
them. I think it's the only thing he doesn't like about this place."
Closing the bathroom door, she turned on the hot water and let it fill
the tub. As the steam rose, coating the mirror over the ornate modern sink,
she kicked off her shoes and sat down on the small chair, feeling her tired
muscles beginning to relax at the mere thought of getting in the hot tub. Duke
came over to her and placed his huge head on her slack-covered right leg.
"Oh, you beautiful dog," she said, holding his head between her hands.
"You look like you can be so loyal... Janet is really lucky to have you. It's
too bad you can't give me a massage. All that walking has really tightened up
my muscles. You'd give me a massage if you could, wouldn't you, boy?"
The large, sleek-coated animal whined his answer up to her, his limpid
brown eyes bright and happy with the affection he felt for his new-found
friend. The soothing, calm sound of her voice let him know that he was in the
presence of someone who liked him, and he began to think of her as another
mistress. After all, Janet, his owner, had acted as though this new person was
more than welcome. He had decided to do the same.
The shapely young woman smiled fondly down at the friendly dog. She
could see the difference between him and the dogs she had known in the city.
Where she was living, dogs were kept on leashes and rarely allowed to run free.
They looked unhappy most of the time. But here, in the woods, Duke was allowed
to do pretty much as he pleased, and it showed in his eyes. He acted as though
he wanted to show his happiness for the woman who had made this possible for
him, and Kitty knew that Janet had a loyal companion, even way out here in the
woods.
Duke lifted his head and pressed it tightly against Kitty's hand,
telling her that he liked her and had no fear of her, even though he had only
known her for just a few hours. Kitty, too, liked the German shepherd, and she
would have liked to pet him all day. But her tub was getting full, and she
wanted to take a bath right now more than anything. Duke could wait.
"I'm sorry, you doll, but if I don't get in that tub right away, I'm not
going to be ready for dinner. You wouldn't want that to happen, now would
you?"
She sighed and began unbuttoning her shirt. With the plane ride and all
the walking in the woods, it had been a long, tiring day. Getting in the tub
of hot water would make her feel better than she had in months, she knew.
She jumped slightly as the relative silence of the cabin was shattered by
the sound of the kitchen door slamming. Duke, too, perked up his ears at the
sound and cocked his head to listen, then relaxed as he heard the familiar
sounds of Johnny, his mistress's twelve year old son barging into the house.
"Hey, Mom," the boy called out. "Is Aunt Kitty here yet?"
Kitty felt a thrill of happiness as she heard her nephew stomping through
the kitchen. She had not seen him since he had come to her sister's cabin. In
fact, she had not seen him since she had moved to St. Louis. She tried to
imagine how he had changed in the last two years, and she knew that no matter
what she thought he might look like, it would be totally different from her
mental image. She could not get over how he had looked when she last saw him,
so sweet and cheerful, the warm innocent smiles he always had for her. He
sounded as though he had not changed from that very much, and she was looking
forward to meeting him for the first time after all these years.
"Oh, Duke, you're very lucky... we're both very lucky to have people who
love us so much," the curvaceous young woman whispered, dropping to her lushly
rounded haunches to take his big head between her slender white hands. "It's a
wonderful family I have, and I feel as though you're a part of it." She kissed
him on his wet nose and he instantly licked out his long pink tongue to lave
warmly over her full lips in response. "You handsome fellow! Janet is
certainly lucky to have you around."
The powerful animal whined as he tried to nuzzle closer to her, and she
hugged him tightly, "Oooooooohhhhh, I can see why Janet thinks so highly of
you," she whispered, kissing him between the eyes before straightening up.
"Now... I really have to take that bath."
She continued her undressing, never once thinking that there was anything
wrong with having Duke watch her as she removed her clothing. She could
remember a time not so long ago when she would have felt self-conscious about
having even an animal watch her undress, but there was something free and
uninhibited about this setting, and she was actually glad that she was not
alone. She smiled down at the great dog, thinking that there was a very good
chance indeed that she might never return to St. Louis. Everything was so
pretty here, so relaxing, so free... She could not remember feeling this good
in the city.
Duke watched her smiling down at him. He dropped his head for an instant
and sneezed. Then he continued to watch her smooth, soft curves ripple and
sway as she exposed more and more of her silky flesh to his eyes. Her long,
blonde hair almost matched her evenly tanned skin, and it was just as golden
and full as that between her long, slender legs. He danced around her, and
wanted to do something to let her know how happy he was that she had come to
visit.
Kitty watched the animal all the time she undressed. There was something
about him that seemed to hypnotize her... something about his eager-looking
eyes. She could see that he was totally devoted to her sister, but she could
also see that he wanted to start sharing that devotion. It was a wonderful
feeling, knowing that Duke had accepted her right away, and she wondered if
there was something she could do to show the beautiful dog how much she
appreciated his friendship.
Slowly, gently, she lowered her now naked body into the steaming hot
water. Even though the day had been very warm, she sighed as the soothing
effects of the hot bath instantly made her muscles unwind from her day's
hiking. All the problems she might have carried with her from the city seemed
to become drained in the warm water, and she submerged her naked young body,
delighting in the slightly tickling sensations of the bubbles from the soap she
had added to the water. She caressed the fluffy suds over her full, rounded
breasts, sensing her tiny pink nipples hardening beneath the water as though
sexually aroused, an arousal she had not known in some time. Not since she had
left the man who had almost totally destroyed her life. It was sad, she
thought. He had been such a wonderful man when she first met him, so loving
and tender. She thought back to her days of lovemaking with him, the only man
she had ever loved. Even though she had many bitter memories of him, she liked
to dwell on his hands wandering over her body, the way they had when they had
first started going out. At least they were happy thoughts, memories she hoped
she never forgot.
She stopped her self-sensuous act. She wanted to finish her bath and see
her nephew. But as she pulled her hands away from her body to finish her
bathing, she brushed a huge mountain of suds across her swollen nipples, and a
series of rippling delights stabbed through her sensitive loins and mountingly
enticed belly.
'This is ridiculous,' she thought to herself. 'I can't be thinking about
something like that now. I want to be with my sister and nephew. I can
control my physical need for the time being... can't l?' She put her
lascivious thoughts out of her mind as she stepped from the tub. 'There is a
time and a place for everything.' She found her thoughts wandering to her
short but intense affair with Bill. She had loved him, trusted him, and for a
while she thought he loved and trusted her. There had been many men who had
wanted her, but when she found Bill, she believed that she had found someone
different. She loved his body... loved the way he made love to her, showing
what it was like to be a woman, and not just a girl... loved welcoming his
long, thick cock in her cunt... his gentle, patient thrusts building in her
eager and hungry body a passion she had never known existed... his warm, wet
tongue licking feverishly up between her legs... that blissful moment each time
when he would explode his searing, wonderful cum inside her!
Yes, those had been wonderful moments... thoughts that she never wanted
to forget. Perhaps someday she would find another man she could love and trust
as she had Bill... a love she hoped did not come only once in a lifetime.
Duke watched closely the soft movements of her wetly glistening body as
she climbed from the tub and began toweling herself down, his keen sense of
smell detecting the sudden scent of her female nakedness even through the
aromas of her bubble bath. He knew that smell... the scent of arousal... his
mistress had trained him well. He sensed the heavy weight growing in the
depths of his own loins as he watched her turn to look at her curvaceous form
reflected in the steam covered mirror.
For a moment, Kitty stood motionless, deliberately admiring the
harmonious balance of her well-formed, eye-pleasing body, and a tingle of
self-appreciation fluttered through her belly. She did not feel that there was
anything wrong in believing she had a great deal of physical beauty. There had
been plenty of men who had told her so. There was nothing wrong with being
beautiful, she had told herself many times. She had always been delighted by
her sensuality... her full, pink-nippled breasts and slender waist flowing into
generously arched hips and smooth-rounded thighs. Bill had been especially
proud of her legs, the alluring shape of her calves, slender ankles and tiny
feet. He had made it a point to kiss them all over in his passion. But it was
the whiteness of her breasts, contrasted with the rest of her tanned body, that
fascinated him the most... the resilient mounds of her firm, uptilted
breasts... and farther down, the equally creamy, equally sensuous ovals of her
full buttocks. She dropped her gaze to the stretch of alabaster whiteness over
her hips and the soft little bowl of her lower belly where the curly triangle
of sparse golden pubic hair began to fringe the puffiness of her cuntal mound
and fleshy vaginal lips. She could feel again the tiny shivers of awakened
sensualism flutter over her. God, when was the last time she had finger-fucked
herself? It must have been a long time ago, if she couldn't remember. And
even though she had sexually released herself when necessary, she knew that
nothing could really take the place of a man's lust-hardened penis sawing in
and out of her... especially not after she had experienced the total delight
Bill's cock had given her... but now...!"
Kitty dropped her bath towel to the floor and sighed. Letting her own
hands stroke downward over her hips as she watched herself in the mirror. It
must be the atmosphere of this place, she said, smiling as she thought of the
pleasures about to befall her. Her soft breathing increased as she smoothed
her fingers inward toward the base of her passion-enticed belly to the
sensitive mound of hair-curled pussy flesh between. She pressured tauntingly,
her slender fingers extended, the pinkness of her moistening vaginal slit's
momentary exposure captivating her. Oooohhh... she had to fingerfuck her cunt
until she was cumming... she had to... it had been too long...!
Duke whimpered, demanding the blonde-haired girl's attention, and she
stopped her caresses, forgetting all about his presence.
"Oh, you wonderful dog, I'm sorry... would you like to watch...? I won't
mind. In fact, I think I'd like to have you watch."
The big dog wagged his tail and animalishly licked at his jaws, then at
her soft, sweet-smelling hand when she bent down to brush it over his head. She
couldn't help but wonder at what he thought of this method of sexual release,
and she could see wonder in his eyes as they swept all over her body, almost
lustfully delighting in her soft white nakedness. She felt a thrill of delight
herself as she thought of the dog watching her fondling her vaginal lips with
her hand... a thrill of delight and exhibitionism... "Yes, yes... you can
watch me finger my hot little cunt if you want to!" she whispered, the thought
feeding more fuel to the wave of lust and self-induced passion washing through
her whole body. "I would like it if you watched me finger-fuck myself."
Duke brushed against the warm smoothness of her thigh as she stepped over
to the small chair in the bathroom, the exciting scent of her effluent
body-heat filtering to his nostrils. He paused as she sat down on the black
vinyl seat, her soft curves quivering with her every movement, and then she was
leaning back and breathing heavily now. The powerful animal watched her long
legs spread open slowly, her small hand moving down between them and gliding
smoothly to the golden-fringed orifice to her pussy. He watched her fingers
begin to work in a teasing circular motion, little sighs of pleasure tumbling
from her parted lips, her smooth white buttocks starting to rise from the chair
to meet her rhythmically moving hand
And then he jumped forward to join her!
Kitty's eyes had closed, and she had not heard him move. The German
shepherd's approach took her completely by surprise. She had never thought of
anything like this, and it took her several moments to regain her senses from
this totally unexpected turn of events. Opening her eyes, she could only stare
between her widely spread legs and watch him move forward between them in
wonderment! She withdrew her hand from its lascivious fingering of her cunt and
raised herself slightly, her mind reeling in awe and still a little startled by
his sudden lunge at her exposed vagina.
Something held the sensually stirred woman from speaking as she stared at
him, her widened blue eyes reflecting her bewilderment, watching fascinated as
his loving brown eyes swept over her naked curves almost as though he had
lustful thoughts in mind! Was it possible? she asked herself. Could he want
to do what it looks like he wants to do?
As if in answer to her thoughts, he was moving in even closer to her,
dropping his big head to lick out with a hot fluid tongue against the smooth
flesh of her responsively twitching belly!
Kitty couldn't help but gasp at the astonishingly pleasurable contact,
swallowing at the sudden dryness in her throat as his long pink tongue began to
lick moistly over her muscle-tensed belly! She would never have thought that
he would do something like this... and if she had, she would never have thought
that it could feel so good! She was speechless now as again and again he did
it, while she continued to lie there beneath the desire-enticing length of his
wetly heated caresses, his fervent tongue making incredible sensations spiral
through her torso, adding to her lustful exhilaration.
"Oooooohhhh... this was totally unbelievable... and wonderful. What was
possessing him? How could he know what to do? Yet he certainly seemed to know
exactly what to do, and she wasn't about to stop him now! How far would he go?
What further pleasures lay in store with this wonderful animal? Then, his
long, damp, warm tongue licked heatedly upward over the quivering flesh of her
waist, working higher and higher until he was actually lapping the rounded
undersides of her sensitive breasts! Tenderly, he washed up over them toward
the tiny straining buds of her nipples! Kitty couldn't hold back the moan
escaping her when his searing moist flesh grazed wetly over the erogenous,
pebble-like hardness of her nipples, first one, then the other, sending
feverish thrills of wanton excitement whipping through her tremulous flesh.
She could never think of stopping him now. Her body had been demanding
this type of stimulation for far too long... the excitement that Bill used to
give her... the excitement that was totally over-powering and vastly filling.
And then, with a sense of disappointment to Kitty, Duke stopped of his own
accord and began to back down between her still wide-spread legs. The
temptation to call him back was strong, but unnecessary as, suddenly, she
watched him poise his massive head between her sensually opened thighs, then
slightly lower it, his heated animal breath taunting the fringe of soft blonde
curls there!
Kitty couldn't believe it when her sister's dog's cool wet nose brushed
the warm, sensorial flesh of her inner thigh... and finally, the pinkly pouting
lips of her excited cunt! She heard his little whimper as he sniffed at her
heatedly aroused loins, his long nose probing at her susceptible flesh as
though he were actually trying to seduce her! She felt the coolness of it
suddenly exploring the smooth crevice between her milk-white buttocks, then
wetly laving the exposed little rosebud of her tiny puckered anus!
"Aaaaaaaahhhh... Duke... you wonderful... aaaahhhh!" Kitty gasped,
uncontrollably lurching beneath the sensual contact. "How... why...
oooohhhhh!"
His hot tongue suddenly shot out to lick feverishly up and down the
smooth vale surrounding her tight little anal hole, the tip worming teasingly
up into her clasping nether passage! At the shocking contact, Kitty wasn't
sure what to do next. She had never been fucked by anyone other than Bill...
and certainly never by a dog... and she wanted the incredibly arousing
sensations to continue. Suddenly his seething wet tongue began to lick at the
narrow pink slit between her widely spread thighs! Moans of delight bubbled up
in her throat, like little tremors of unbearable desire rippling over her naked
flesh as he lapped fluidly upward through the entire pink-fleshed length of her
openly exposed cunt-lips. Ooooooohhh, the wild sensations were searing, and
they needled inward to stab deep at the nerve centers of her now intensely
fluttering belly.
His fiery animal tongue was spreading through the hotly yielding, swollen
lips of her hair-fringed vagina with long, relentless sweeps, erotically
splaying the tender flesh wide, pausing at last to lunge in a wetly invading
curl far up into the-liquid heat of her excitedly throbbing cunt! She gasped
and jerked convulsively, sliding off the chair and dropping flat on her back to
writhe in uncontrollable delight under the big dog's surprise oral lovemaking,
mindlessly drawing her legs back to give the beautiful darling easier access to
her wide-splayed pussy!
She could never think of ordering him to stop now, not with the intense
thrills penetrating right through her voluptuously hungering body. She heard
her own desperate moans increase, while her desire-glazed mind began to slip
into a delicious oblivion of velvet sensuality. Unceasingly, the loving
animal-tongue bathed her offered loins, from the snug little opening of her
feverishly working anus, upward through the hot wet crevice of her cunt. At
the peak, he hesitated maddeningly, his knowledge baffling her when he suddenly
penetrated to flick wetly at the quivering bud of her rigidly erect clitoris,
fanning her ever-mounting desire as she whimpered in total delight.
On and on it went, time seeming to lose its meaning for Kitty. Nothing
mattered but the heavenly searing tongue licking relentlessly through and over
her passion-inflamed cuntal flesh until she was gasping and writhing her entire
naked body in frantic pleading beneath it.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhh...!" she choked as he flicked his tongue tormentingly in a
feverish, spearing curl far up beyond the clutching, long-unused mouth of her
burning vagina! "Oooooohhhh... yes... yes lover, do it to me! Make me cum...
make Kitty cum, darling. I need it so badly... lick my cunt... lick my burning
cunt...!"
With an animalistic groan of her own, Kitty drew her knees flat to her
palpitating breasts, and reaching down between them to grasp his dark head, she
pulled his long nose in tight against her wetly yearning vagina! His loving
tongue flicked far up the fire-filled tunnel like a rod of flame, his own
whimpers blending with hers as he feverishly lashed and drove the pink length
of his tongue deeply into the wetly glistening folds of her cunt.
"Oh... oh, God... yes, baby... lick it... lick Kitty's cunt, darling!"
she hissed out again, raising her head as best she could to look down between
her widely spread thighs to watch whatever she could of the bestial ravishing
of her loins. Oh God! Her wide-split cunt was flushed to near redness, its
shimmering inner-flesh was the most lust-intoxicating sight she had ever seen.
Her blood-filled pussy lips were spread like an omniverous mouth, with her
handsome darling's long furry snout shoved as far as it would go, right up into
the hungering passage of her seething vagina! She could actually feel his jaws
working when he opened them, stretching the elasticized entrance of her cunt to
thrust his tongue deep into her fire-filled belly. He seemed to be furiously
reaching new depths inside her with every delightful lunge. Insanely, she
began to pull at his head while she desperately thrust her greedy loins up at
him, trying to force his long nose like a thick furry cock up into her hotly
throbbing cunt!
A pained whimper came from the depths of Duke's throat, but Kitty never
heard it. All she could feel was the exotic sensation of his coiling tongue
smooth against her cunt, and it washed away every thought from her mind. It
wormed its way delightfully into the small, clam-like mouth of her vagina,
spine-shattering sensations searing through her body as it caused overwhelming
waves of lust in her flesh.
She was going to cum! Aaaaaaaaahhh... he had done it for her... the
beautiful darling... with his cold wet nose shoved hard against her wide-spread
cuntal passage and his tongue spiraling like the flame of a welding torch at
her tender cervix.
In nothing short of delirium, Kitty clutched at his big animal-head,
burying his phallus-like nose another fraction of an inch deeper into the
tight-clutching opening of her orgastically throbbing cunt, holding savagely to
his short ears as she lustfully fucked her loins up into his animal-face and
felt the never-ceasing ecstasy of his searing tongue caressing and stabbing
into her hyper-sensitive cervix.
"Ooooohhhh... lover... I'm... I'm cuuuuuuuummmmmmiiinnngg...! Aaahh!"
She wailed, jerking at his head and fucking his snout in wanton ecstasy.
Nothing mattered but the overwhelming enchantment bursting like a huge hot
bubble of erotic bliss to flood down through her long-denied body and permeate
her with exhausting sensations of sensually drained fulfillment...!
For a long while she lay there, pressing her sticky thighs together as
she tried to continue the delightful sensations waving through her loins,' but
soon, all too soon, it was over, and she could feel the physical ecstasy drain
away. Her mind was still in a haze when she heard a voice, as if off in some
far distant land calling her name. It was as though she was waking from a
dream, and she forced herself back to earth as once again the voice called her
name.
"Kitty... Can you hear me? I said dinner is almost ready. Are you going
to stay in that tub forever?"
The young girl pulled herself to a sitting position and looked at Duke,
the dog smiling at her as dogs do, and she smiled back at him.
"I'll be right there, Janet," she called to her sister. Then she smiled
to herself. Yes, she could see now why her sister did not feel lonely in the
woods. There was no doubt in the girl's mind that Janet knew exactly what sort
of dog Duke was, and she hoped that in the course of her week-long visit, she
would get the chance to try him out again.