Frank's POV
I walked into the pet shop and asked the cashier, whether they had any of those long cylindrical dog toys, roughly 6-10 inches. She said yes and asked me if I wanted the hard or squishy ones. I replied with "oh, Frankie only likes the hard ones."
After purchasing the dog toy the cashier smiled and waved at me. God what a weirdo can't she tell I like it up the ass?
I left the pet store and gave an innocent smile to Gerard, "Daddy can we go home now? I got you what you wanted." I pleaded.
"Of course Puppy" he replied
