She wanted to belong, to be part of the pack, to serve the alpha. This, she knew, was her new purpose.She went back through the software one more time...to check any setting which would make her more of a submissive “bitch”. Every slider for breeding changed to the max. She wanted to be his completely. He was her owner now. She smiled before hitting send. She walked back over to the mirror to check the collar. The display read “updating” before changing back to “Ongoing”Bruno appeared on the. "Sure," I answered. "Sounds good to me." Excellent!" Grace replied."Next," Mandy began, "I assume I'm Maid of Honor..." Duh! Of course!" Grace shot back. "As if..."They each laughed. I silently envied their closeness. They truly knew eachother's deepest thoughts and feelings.Turning to me, Mandy asked, "Do you know who your Best Man will be Danni?"They each looked to me for my response. As it hit me that I really had noidea, a sudden emptiness overwhelmed me. I was, for the most part,. She was able to adapt to the different styles of the different parts of the German army she had orders to engage in. She was an excellent forger in her own right, so she would draw up her own papers, not causing any suspicion or relying on anyone else. Sandra was twenty-four years old. Over her time in the past three years she had dyed her hair many times that even she didn’t remember its natural colour; it was a light blond, close to how is was now. She had sharp blue eyes, and a sweet, sly. Now that I've had time to think about it, I believe that I wanted her to see me naked. For safety sake, I put my bikini in my beach bag, right on top of my cameras. Once I was on the pier, I made no attempt to conceal my nudity. In fact, I took measures to make sure that if she was looking, she would get her eyes full. I was no match for her beauty, but hey, I'm no dog. I'm 5'6", reddish blonde hair, brown eyes that change color during passion or under stress. Just before I come, I get yellow.