No, the trip begins.

The week went by quickly and soon the next weekend started. You arrive home from your University classes and are immediately greeted by your pet on all fours, naked, and smiling. "Hey, little one." you say, greeting her while gently tickling her belly. "Were you a good pet today?"

"Yes, master," she answers excitedly,"I always give my best to see my duties properly completed to your satisfaction."

"I know," you reply. Since you had taken her in and given her the right to speak freely, she now tried new words the way the average person tried food. As a result, she was constantly finding newer and longer ways to say even the simplest of things. The word "YES" in this case. Sighing, you grab the leash she had placed before you on the floor and clip it to her collar. "Come on, I think we have a few moments until Maria arrives. How about you massage my back a bit?" You pretend not to notice her eyes widen and her smile grow as you say this.

"It would be a supreme honor for me, master," answers Jane as she crawls behind you to your bed.

She had just crossed the threshold into your room when, suddenly, someone knocks on your apartment door. You immediately began walking to the door and Jane leaps to her feet and hurries to get her clothes on. Knowing her as you did, you time your movements so she would just barely have covered herself as you open the door. As expected, it was Maria, and you immediately invite her in.

"Afternoon, babe!," Maria says loudly enough to ensure Jane would hear her, "Hope I didn't interrupt you doing anything important."

"Actually, Jane was about to give me a massage," you explain. "Would you like to get one too? She is very good."

Maria actually seemed to cringe at the suggestion, before giving you a seductive grin. "Well, not from the help; but I think I'd love one from you," she answers while softly nestling herself into your side. "Too bad, really; because we don't have the time and need to get going. The good news is Chris and his sister decided to drive themselves and are gonna meet us at the campsite. It's an old spot in the forest owned by their uncle."

"Excellent," you say. "Our gear is in the corner by the door."

"Alright! Oh, I hope your bag's aren't too heavy; 'cuz my car is parked few blocks down the street," explains Maria, "I couldn't get a parking spot closer to the house, sorry."

"That's no problem," you tell her, "Jane and I can carry the bags. You just have to lead the way."

Before you even stand up, Jane is already shouldering most of the bags, and all of the heaviest ones. Not only does she not complain as she carries the heavy load down the street, she seems to be having no trouble doing it, save for having to walk slowly; thanks to her daily exercise routine and her desire to not let Maria see anything she use to insult her. Unfortunately for Jane, and to Maria's joy, this means you have ample time to chat with her.

About half an hour later, all the luggage is finally safely put away and Maria climbs into the drivers seat while Jane takes the back seat. You hesitate at this, not sure which seat to take and they both see it.

"So, John, would you like to join me here?" asks Maria, pointing to the passenger seat. "I have so much to talk to you about. Plus, I got you a present by the way!"

Jane, never willing to give up without a fight, calls out to you, "But I am lonely back here," while giving you her puppy dog eyes, something she knows you can almost never resist. "I do not want to be without company for such a long trip."

"Grab yourself a book or talk to whatever insects that hit the window," snaps Maria, her insult sounding like she had been waiting to use it. "I have to drive. Talking's the only thing I can do here."