No

"How many guesses do I get?"

"Three." John said.

"Um, okay. Is it 'Stripper'?"

"No. Two guesses left."

"Uh, 'Housewife'?"

"No, try again."

"Okay... 'sexy kitty'?"

"Close. It was 'Dog in Heat'."

"Aw, man!"

As she said this, Camila went on all fours, panting and barking like a dog, and skaing her petite ass like a tail.

"Aw, who's a good girl?" John asked, stroking Camila's hair. Camila, now a dog in heat, began humping John's leg.

"Looks like Elizabeth gets fucked by me!" John said.

"Yes!" Elizabeth pumped her fist. John led her to the bedroom, knowing they had a few minutes before any more guests arrive.