I couldn’t.I talked to Joe.“Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do for your country.” The billboard outside Fort Knox has...a picture of John F. Kennedy. It was June of 1965 and Little Joe and I had arrived for basic training.I’d been invited to dinner one weekend and Big Joe sat the two of us down for a man-to-man talk. I didn’t think Big Joe was involved in any mob stuff, but sometimes labor organization and organized crime got lumped together, and Big Joe was a union. I alsochecked on line with various kennels to find my buck. After anexhaustive search, I settled on a Great Pyrenees. Master and Carol wentto inspect the dog. They agreed on the price and brought him home.Since he was to be my buck, I named him Buck. He was still young, notquite a puppy, but not quite mature. Training him wasn't easy. They area stubborn breed. Getting him trained to let me be his bitch was anotherstory. We started by using my sissy pussy as his dog dish. I would siton. More

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