Jennifer padded her way to the arcade, and felt oddly delighted that her changed eye configuration allowed her much better vision in the low light that prevailed in the whole arcade.
Sniffing the air for the presence of Kyle, Jennifer moves quickly from one machine or booth to the next.
Seeing a leg hung out the slender doorway to one arcade two"X' video box, Jennifer pokes her head past the curtain, giving an anxious bark at Kyle as he watches the video with big eyes gone wide with lust.
"Jennifer, you are for real a real bitch, how nice!" Kyle says to an angered Jennifer, his thoughts then of how she might soon relish the feeling of a hot red cock and some doggy knot rammed and thrusting tended to cause Kyle to laugh.
Much pointing and motions by Jennifer as to the dog collar and like she wanted the damning thing off of her neck came quite clear to Kyle; but to this notion he also laughed at her.
"Bitch, bitch, and evermore you are the true essence of the bitch I think you should become; but if you suck me off i might make an exception!" Kyle chided her, ready to see Jennifer humiliated to the ninth degree, but not planning to release her from the collar which would damn her for her entire life.