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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 12:24 pm
 Demy slowly put his collar in the box, looking up to Lou when he was done. So far the youth was still being good and leaving the muzzle in place, but he was quickly growing agitated by it.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 12:26 pm
He set the box on the table beside the bed. "Now that we've gotten that little problem solved..." He tapped the buckle on the muzzle. "If i take this off will you behave?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 12:39 pm
 Demy nodded slowly, giving Lou the pleading eyes again. He'd do whatever the bartender wanted, right now he just wanted the leather off his muzzle.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 12:43 pm
He slid the muzzle free after a moment and set it on the bed beside him. "Feel better?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 12:46 pm
"Yeah..."Muzzle off, Demy lifted a paw to rub at his face.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 12:50 pm
"Good." He leaned down and licked the other's muzzle where the leather had been. "I really do hate having to forcibly shut such a pretty mouth"
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 1:00 pm
 Demy slowly nuzzled at Lou, enjoying the attention now that the muzzle was gone. "er....sorry...about earlier..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 1:04 pm
"Mm ... as long as it doesn't happen again" Demy would have to learn to behave from now on or he'd end up with more than just a muzzle.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 1:09 pm
"Okay...."Right, only time would tell if he'd behave all the time. But for now he was content to listen.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:10 pm
He petted Demy as he grinned. "What would you like for breakfast?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:19 pm
"Erm...anything, really?"Demy didn't have a particular food he liked. Anything he could get his paws on in the morning was fine.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:37 pm
Smirking and hooking one finger into the new collar, his collar, he tugged Demy off the bed. "Come then, we'll go find something to eat"
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 6:19 pm
 Demy had no problems with Lou hooking a finger into the new collar, nor did he have a problem getting off the bed and following the bartender.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 6:25 pm
He 'drug' the younger audio into the kitchen and sat him down at the table. "What would you like to drink?" He could perhaps cook some eggs and sausage for them.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 6:51 pm
"How about...orange juice?"Demy stayed put in the chair, tail swishing a bit.
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