I no longer had a family in Phoenix. They could all rot for all I cared. Was I being selfish and bitter? Many would say that I was. But, all the hot b...own stuff that had been dumped on me was finally making an impact. I couldn’t deal with it anymore. I might be ugly but I was still a human being and deserved to at least be respected, and I wasn’t and hadn’t been, nor ever would be by the—how did Mia phrase it, oh yes—the evil witch of the East.She stirred. “Good morning Mister Bradshaw,” she. The Doberman however had always been hers. It was actually one of her demands when she first came on board as the island’s de facto mistress. She had looked at dozens of puppies before settling on Ace. He was a European Doberman and a perfect specimen of the breed, tall and black with tan markings on his face, stomach and paws, he was muscular but you could tell there was speed to him as well as power. Sophie had insisted she was the only one allowed to train him and had gone so far as sicking. Soon he arrived and I got him a beer and he thanked me for the invite before I led him to the living room, and we sat. A few minutes later in walked madam naked and proud. Her legs looked magnificent, leading up to her clean pussy, already open and wet from the expectation of what was to come. Her curvy body there for all to see, heavy breasts attracting the eye with stiffening nipples and she turned so we could see her dimpled arse, bending over with straight legs to give a great view of her. Nevertheless, he frowned at her, and admonished: “Young lady, don’t you think you are a little young to be experimenting with your body? And what makes you think I am the right person to help you?” Cherie looked down, and rocked back and forth uncomfortably on her feet. “Because you’re old, and you know all about that stuff,” she explained, as she climbed back up on his workbench, “plus, I know you wouldn’t hurt me, even if you are a grouch!” As the little girl lay on her back, squirming into a.