Bandit’s knot for me.

   Let me tell you about myself right off. My name is Daisy. (my dad says it’s because I reminded him a flower when I was born) I’m not to hip on it, but, what are ya gonna do Mid twenties (+-) and out on my own since college. 5′ 7”, 130 pounds, light brown hair, 36C, 26, 36. I’m doing OK in the looks department. Bi, so is my ‘boy’friend, Alex. Lately, though, he seemed to like the dick more than he liked me. There ya have it.

I met my friend, Susan, when I was in college. She always had her own place, while I was in the dorm. Her and I had hooked up on many occasions when the pickin’s weren’t so hot on the local scene. She had the sweetest tasting pussy.

She had always talked about getting a dog as she had had one growing up. I didn’t know poop from dogs and was a little interested as it seemed to be always on her mind. I like animals, but was never able to have one. We would talk, and I would find things out about raising them from pups, how to make them obey commands and what-not. During our senior year, Susan acquired a male Bull Mastiff/Great Dane mix as a pup, Bandit. Since I was around the house quit a bit, Bandit and I got to be pretty good friends. Susan taught me how to control him when we would go for walks, the commands she used, how the leash was a tool, along with gentle words to keep him calm. I was learning a lot with her guidance. As he grew up, I was amazed at his size.

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