Scrolls, hats, shoes, and other odds and ends. Most curious, however, was the mannequin on display, next to what looked like a computer display. "Oka..., Albert. Now it's time to..." To choose a life," Albert finished, half smiling.Peter smiled warmly. "Yes, of course. You know the routine."Albert gulped. This was the part he liked least. "Yes, sir. I get to choose four aspects of my new life. The grand design fills in the rest. I'll start with the body."Peter smiled. "Most do."Albert. The door opens, and you clench your teeth together but your cheerful yips of excitement escape you - knowing full well you will be entertaining a spank or two for the exciting yips.He bends down "how is my pet today, did you miss me?"You move closer, dragging your excited wagging tail - all you want is your masters full attention, to love him, to do as he desires."Where is your toy girl, go get your toy!"You bound away, your anal propped foxtail wagging high in the air always brings a smile to. "Over at C barracks where I used to live, there are some magazines in one of the recreation rooms. I saw an old People magazine there," Mark explained."So who are we? A movie star? A famous model?" were some of the questions asked by the women in the hallway."Not exactly, I think we're...I mean, you're all Alicia Machado. She was Miss Universe in 1997." What, I'm a beauty queen?" Jim asked. "Miss Venezuela to be exact. She's really quite pretty. But I think you got bigger breasts."The shock or. He wriggled and I pushed, still holding and guiding his shaft I could feel each inch it plunged deeper. He was discovering new territory down there and was still another hands grasp from balls deep. Not being greedy or wanting to hold the other guys up he had his bit of fun with me, marked his ground and saved his load for later. With one last plunge of his rod he pulled out with speed. It felt like he was tearing my insides out in some sort of strange good way. It also caused my legs to.