She had been signing the checks for the family for the last five years but the tradition of obedience anchored her to her relatives in a way nothing else could. When a family’s matriarch was bossy enough to control all the funds coming in and out, Tiff enjoyed the petty moments that she could sneak in. Tiff was late for a meeting with her grandmother.Īnnette Grayson was not a patient woman, which was probably why Tiff liked to mess with her. When he was out of her range, she swung back to her feet. He kept pausing to look back at her, and she perched on the fallen log swinging her legs. The hound cocked its head and then turned to trot home. Her panties were pulled on under the sundress, and she faced the dog as it rounded the oak and jerked to a halt. She had left her dress hanging from the tree, and with the ease of long practice, she shimmied into it.
Tiff snickered to herself as she ran under a log and shifted to her human form on the other side. Tiffany sprinted through the woods, the baying of the damned neighbour’s dog on her heels once again.
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