[With a grin, Allison drops one more kiss against his cheek, then gathers up some clothes from her bureau and closet before she finally heads for the bathroom. She actually does take a little longer in the shower than needed, letting the hot water wake her up and bring a little more life back into under used muscles.
She emerges from the bathroom about half an hour later, wet hair loose, but slicked away from her face, wearing jeans and a tank top, face free of make up for the moment.]
Doggies. [She stretches out her arms, hands grasping as she playfully lumbers over to Tig before collapsing to drape herself against his side, hugging his middle.] Gimme. Let's go.
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She emerges from the bathroom about half an hour later, wet hair loose, but slicked away from her face, wearing jeans and a tank top, face free of make up for the moment.]
Doggies. [She stretches out her arms, hands grasping as she playfully lumbers over to Tig before collapsing to drape herself against his side, hugging his middle.] Gimme. Let's go.