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To refresh everyone's memory I'm posting the last 4 paragraphs of part 1 in red.

He let Anna Mae's legs slip from his shoulders and then rolled over so she was on top of him. Of course they were still tied together, a stud like Vince would probably hold a tie for at least an hour to make sure he was the one that bred the bitch. He reached behind Anna Mae and unbuckled the pawcuffs.

"I'm sorry I had to put those on you. I don't think I'll need them anymore." Vince said.

"No you won't need them. I've never felt anything like that." Anna Mae replied. They were talking like I wasn't even there. Anna Mae was undulating her hips, rubbing her clit against his thick shaft. It pushed her over the edge to another orgasm. Her contractions milked the base of his knot with her vaginal sphincter making sure he continued to seed her fertile cunt.

I just sat down in the chair in my champagne befuddled state and tried to come to grips with what had just happened. Despite my high position in Frank's companies, outside of work I was still just a mutt. Still the submissive to the large dominant purebred dogs.

I sat passively watching as Vince continued to deposit his huge load into my bride, my tiny penis rock hard as I watched this powerful Alpha Purebred breed my bride on our wedding night. They were in the afterglow of their mating, still knotted together, Vince still gently pulsing his seed into her eager willing fertile womb. His massive balls were again hanging down below their junction, his ten inch cock was locked deep in her with his grapefruit size knot.

Anna Mae had had multiple orgasms while he had expertly mated with her. She had more than likely released a ton of oxytocin which would bond her to Vince in ways I would never get her to bond with me. And I had a feeling that this was not going to be the only time Vince bred her on this cruise.

There was a wet bar behind me and I walked over to see what was in it. I needed something extra to deal with this. I grabbed the first bottle I saw, the label said: Hartford 2007 Highwire Vineyard Zinfandel (Russian River Valley). Of course that meant nothing to me I just needed to get drunk. I grabbed a corkscrew and opened the bottle. I didn't even bother with a glass, I just took a long drink straight from the bottle, then walked back over to my chair and sat down.

Anna Mae lay with her head on Vince's chest, seemingly only half awake as she stared dreamily into Vince's eyes. Vince saw me sit back down and he locked eyes with me. He grinned at me with a victorious leer, letting me know just what our relative statuses were. Just to make sure I knew without a doubt he gave a couple more easy thrusts and without any effort on his part he brought Anna Mae to another orgasm. She moaned and her twat clutched at his knot several times, I could even see her toes curl. Why did that have me close to cumming again?

I took a couple more long drinks from the bottle to try to deaden the pain and also to try to deaden my arousal. It wasn't working, the pain was still there. So was the arousal, which had me disgusted with myself. Why was I so turned on watching this Adonis taking ownership of my bride.

After I'd finished half of the bottle, I noticed that Vince's knot was starting to deflate. He rolled them over so he was on top again. After about 3 or 4 minutes of shrinking it was small enough to come out. It pulled out with an audible pop. I expected cum to gush out, but I guess he planted it so deeply that it wasn't coming out that easily.

Anna Mae lay there on her back panting, still in the afterglow of getting fucked royally by a big alpha stud. To my surprise Vince got off the bed and walked over toward my chair, his huge semi-erect cock swaying from side to side as he made his way to me. When he was standing right in front of me, he put his right paw behind my head and pulled me toward his cock. I didn't even resist, I just took him into my muzzle.

"That's a good pup! Clean me up." Were the first words he spoke to me since he had taken Anna Mae. I could taste Anna Mae's heat pheromones mixed with his bitter musky dominance pheromone infused semen as I cleaned every inch of his huge cock. By the time I was done he was hard again. I licked his balls and his whole groin area clean without being asked. My little cock was throbbing, despite my wine induced haze.

"Now get up on the bed and clean up Anna Mae!" Vince ordered.

She was laying on her back still somewhat exhausted. She had her legs spread, her vulva fully exposed. It was just starting to seep a little of Vince's spooge as I crawled up between her legs. Her snatch smelled completely of Vince, he had definitely marked her as his. Even though we think we are so evolved from our four legged ancestors, some things are so primal that we react to them the same as ferals do. The biggest dominance play that there is is making someone's bitch carry your pup, and making sure you mark her so her mate knows it.

I did as I was told and started lapping at her sex. At first I licked just the outer lips, catching the spooge that was pooling there. But soon my tiny little tongue was digging deep into her stretched sex searching out any fluid that managed to leak out. I had no delusion that I was cleaning her out so she wouldn't have Vince's pup. He put so much so deep into her that most of it was already through her cervix searching for her egg right now. In fact when I moved up and started to lick and suck on her clit I was probably abetting the deed. She came on my tongue, which probably made her cervix dip down and get more of the semen that was pooled deep in her vagina.

As soon as she came she moaned. "Stop! I'm too sensitive there right now." As she pushed my muzzle away.

I rolled over onto my back next to Anna Mae, still more than a bit tipsy from drinking half a bottle of wine on top of everything else I'd drunk this evening. I was still sporting a stiffy, even if it did feel like the world was spinning around me. I closed my eyes hoping the spinning feeling would stop. I felt the bed move and then to my surprise Vince was positioning himself between my knees. He knelt between my leg and engulfed my boner in his huge paw.

"Were gonna have to do something about that, can't leave the groom with a boner like that." He said with a bit of a sneer in his voice. To my complete surprise he lowered his groin down to mine and started rubbing his huge doghood against my tiny but rock hard appendage. He thrust forward until those huge low hangers ran up against my marbles, just the thought of how much sperm they must hold was making mine draw up in anticipation. He chuckled as he started to thrust back and forth against me.

"I figure a mutt like you would enjoy fooling around with a big stud. I've broke in more than my share of young sailor mutts when they've ended up on my crew. Haven't had one turn me down yet, you pups just can't resist a big alpha purebred."

It would make no sense in arguing because my doghood was giving me away. It was rock hard and throbbing, the knot already starting to enlarge as he thrust against the base of it. I was still in my sheath, but the tip was sticking out of the end of it. It only took about a dozen more thrusts before my little load dribbled out the end of my cock.

Vince didn't cum, but he moved up to straddle my chest. He put his doghood in front of my muzzle. He didn't need to say anything. I was mesmerized by it. I opened my muzzle and he fed it into me. He hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag. He backed up a little then he continued slowly pushing forward until he had half his dick down my throat. I wondered how it would feel to get fucked by such a stud. But before my alcohol befuddled brain could think about it too much he pulled out and moved back over to Anna Mae.

He got her to her knees and had her straddle my head. Of course that put her snatch directly above me as Vince got himself in position behind her. I didn't even realize I was doing it, but I reached up, peeled back his sheath and guided him into position. He smoothly slid his doghood into my bride until he bottomed out and those huge low hangers swung forward and slapped up against Anna Mae's clit. He held himself deep in her, it seemed like he was emphasizing his possession of her, for a moment before he slowly withdrew from her. He then thrust more firmly into her, making a squelching sound as he drove it home.

Soon he was pounding away, those huge virile balls slapping a steady rhythm against my wife as he took her with me right under them. Vince was shooting large quantities of precum into her and it was now dripping out onto me. I guess I was beyond humiliation now, or just too drunk for it to really register.

Anna Mae bent down and took me into her muzzle as Vince started to get into a serious staccato, hammering her with piston like strokes. I had just cum moments earlier so I wasn't on the edge but it felt so good to feel Anna Mae's muzzle on my cock. I just laid back and enjoyed it for a while until Vince started to pick up the pace. Anna Mae moaned and removed her muzzle from my little boner. She lifted her head as she started to peak toward her orgasm.

I looked back up and saw Vince getting down to the short strokes, his knot starting to grow just inside Anna Mae. I lifted my head up and started to lick Anna Mae's clit as Vince's knot stimulated her from the inside. His balls were slapping up against my nose and his knot grew to it's full size, locking him in tight. His nuts pulled up tight against his body as he started to pump his seed into her. She went over the edge at the same time as I continued to lick their junction.

He continued to fire his seed deep into her for about 30 seconds, then he eased them both onto the bed. They spooned as he continued to fill her. All I could do is watch for a while before I started to get sick from the wine I had drunk earlier. I wobbled into the bathroom and as soon as I got in the door I threw up into the toilet. Again and again I puked my guts out.

I don't know how long I was in there, but when I got out Anna Mae was sitting on the side of the bed cleaning off Vince. He was finishing up saying something but all I heard was, "...they're in the drawer of the bedside table." With that he pulled away and got dressed.

Vince walked toward the door saying, "I guess it's time for you two to consummate your marriage. I'll see you two pups in the morning." He walked out of the door, closing it quietly.

Despite the fact that she had already been taken twice by such a stud I wanted my turn on the bitch I loved. I crawled up on the bed next to her. I pulled myself close to her and kissed her. She kissed me back, our tongues finding each other. We tongue wrestled for a moment then I pulled away and started to suck on her huge hooters. My little muzzle couldn't manage much more than her areolas, but I nibbled and sucked on them as she moaned her delight. I kissed my way down to her vulva and went to work there again. It was still sloppy with her and Vince's juices but I licked it up and worked back over her little love button. But I didn't spend much time on it, I wanted to finally dip my wick in my wife. So I slid back up to her chest, which lined my hardon up with her sex.

Before I could put it in she calmly said, "Wait Ethan." She reached over to the bedside table and opened the drawer that Vince had pulled the paw cuffs out of. She grabbed a little tin foil packet out of the drawer and handed it to me. I stared at it for a moment, it was a Trojan Minimum, their extra small condom. It was probably the right size but...

"Why do I have to wear a rubber, Vince didn't!" I exploded.

"Exactly! I'm in heat. Vince came in me. I want to know who the daddy of my pup is, so if you want to have sex you're gonna wear it." She looked at me in a manner that would brook no argument.

I opened the foil packet and rolled the rubber down my little shaft. Anna Mae watched to make sure I put it on right, then I slid back down and positioned myself at her entrance. I guided myself to the opening and pushed forward. There was no resistance at all.

"Quit fooling around and put it in Ethan." She chided. "I'm wet enough, we don't need any foreplay."

"I AM in!" I replied somewhere between anger and embarrassment.

"I'm sorry Ethan." She said sincerely. "I really didn't say it to be hurtful." She said apologetically. She reached down with her right paw and squeezed her vulva down around my little doghood giving me at least some friction. "There. Try it now." She suggested.

I started thrusting into her overstretched snatch again, but this time I could feel her her sex gripping me where she was squeezing it together. The fact that I had cum several times watching Vince breeding her and that I was wearing a rubber which was deadening the feeling, was enough to keep me from being on a hair trigger. I started thrusting rapidly and soon I was able to feel Vince's cum oozing out of her cunt and running down my balls. To my surprise just the thought of Vince's cum being on me made me knot up and cum into the condom. "Aarrrrghhh!!!" I grunted as I shot my wad into the condom. Anna Mae held the base of my knot tightly while I came or else I'm sure I would have popped right out of her. My knot was not as big around as the shaft of Vince's massive member.

After a couple of minutes Anna Mae let go and I did pop right out even though my knot was still fully expanded. The condom was still intact and my teaspoon of ejaculate was clearly visible in the reservoir tip. I had lapped up at least 5 times that much when I had cleaned up after Vince and I'm sure plenty more stayed deep in her womb.

In a few minutes my knot shrunk enough for me to be able to pull the condom off over it. I tossed it into the trash. I was going to go into the bathroom and clean myself up before turning in, but I was shocked when Anna Mae took me into her muzzle and cleaned me up herself. Then she pulled me to her chest, reached over to turn off the light and we drifted off to sleep in each others arms.

I woke with a terrible headache. I had to piss like a race horse and I was dying of thirst. I realized I must have a hangover. I got up to drain the main vein, but I could barely make it over to the bathroom. I emptied my bladder then grabbed couple of aspirin. I took a bottled water out of the fridge behind the bar before walking back over to the bed. I downed the aspirin and the bottle of water. It was still early but I was used to waking up at 5 AM. But it didn't seem like Anna Mae was awake and with my head still aching I crawled back up onto the bed and lay down next to her. I was soon out like light.

I awoke several hours later with my head still aching. I was woke by rhythmic movement of the bed. Anna Mae was in the cowgirl position working up and down on Vince's huge unprotected shaft. She was slowly sliding the whole way up his shaft until she only had the very tip of his head in her, then she would slam down, hilting herself on that massive monument to doghood. Even after having seen it in action last night, his doghood was no less impressive by the light of day. I had to admit to myself that Vince was born and bred to be a stud.

He had his arms up squeezing her massive hooters with his even more massive paws, making her moan in passion each time he squeezed. After a few minutes of her riding him, Vince noticed that I was awake and watching. That was when he rolled her over on her back and started to really put the wood to her. After four or five vicious thrusts Anna Mae cried out, "Oh God Vince!. Her toes curled as she came. It was impressive how he could make her cum without hardly even trying. And as much as I hated myself for it I was hard as a rock watching this stud breed my bride.

"Hey Pup." Vince called to me. "You may as well join the fun. Since you aren't big enough to do anything in her snatch why don't you fuck her tits." He put her knees over his shoulders and straightened up into a kneeling position as he continued to drill her pussy. I got on my knees right at her chest lining my dick up with the cleft between her tits. I started rubbing myself against her soft breasts and she used her paws to push them together, completely enveloping my little dick in those warm soft mounds of tit flesh.

I started thrusting, Anna Mae regulating how tight it was by how hard she pushed her tits together. It felt wonderful, but from the videos I had seen of tit fucking usually the dog's cock pushed all the way through to where the bitch could lick or suck it. With her big tits and my little dick, I barley made it half way through. But I didn't let that bother me much. I could feel rocking beneath me from Vince's virile thrusting. Just thinking of how he was hammering away at her was taking me right to the edge. I was starting to knot up and Anna Mae reached over with her paw gripping my knot and pulling me up toward her muzzle. As soon as she took the head into her muzzle, I started to shoot my load into it.

To my astonishment Vince reached up and started working his middle finger into my ass. He touched something in me that made my orgasm even more intense. He chuckled as he continued to massage whatever it was that was giving me such pleasure.

"Did you like that Pup?" Vince asked as he removed his finger. I was too out of breath to do anything more than nod. "Well move out of the way, I've got to earn my pay.

I moved off of Anna Mae's chest. Vince moved back over her, her knees still over her shoulders. He started working up a rhythm, those massive low hangers keeping the beat as he hammered away at her. He turned and grinned at me. "Why don't you return the favor?" He asked. When I looked at him quizzically he said, "You know, milk my prostate like I did yours."

I knelt behind him and used some of the leakage from their junction to lube my middle finger up. I wormed my way in, trying to copy what he'd done to me. I felt something walnut shaped and when I touched it he grinned and said. "That's it. Now milk it until I nut in your wife again."

I could see his huge balls drawing up again as he went to the short sharp thrusts that lock a stud's knot deep in his bitches snatch. And then I felt it happen, his asshole contracted around my finger and he started to unload into Anna Mae's womb again.

"Grrrahhhhh" He grunted out as the first spurt shot through his urethra, then he added. "Don't stop."

I hadn't even considered stopping, even though I knew that each spurt of his seed was headed straight to her womb. But then what difference did it really make now. He'd probably knocked her up the first time he fucked her.

He finally collapsed on Anna Mae's chest as he continued to pulse his seed deep into her. He rolled over on his back with Anna Mae ending up on top of him. Instead of continuing to watch them tied together I decided to get dressed and head down to get some breakfast.

I ended up in the galley and found one of the crew to make me some breakfast. I told them they may as well make enough for all of us, since I was sure Vince and Anna Mae would probably be famished after a session of sex like that. I was right, by the time they had the breakfast cooked Anna Mae and Vince had come into the dining room with full appetites.

We pulled into the harbor at Nassau in the Bahamas after breakfast. "Get your swim suits on and meet me at the stern." Vince told us.

I got into a pair of baggy board shorts and Anna Mae put on a skimpy black bikini that she had bought just for the trip. We walked to the stern together and Vince was there waiting for us in a skin tight navy blue speedo. He was quite the sight, a 6 feet 10 inch tall fawn Dane with a barrel chest, massive arms, a narrow waist with 6 pack abs and huge muscular quadriceps. He had arms like legs and legs like dogs. The speedo also did nothing to hide his package.

Vince anchored the yacht and lowered a pontoon boat into the water. Anna Mae, Vince and I got into the boat. Vince beached the pontoon boat and we walked over to the pier. We hung out the rest of the morning on the pier and the beach, Anna Mae in the middle and Vince and I on either side. I don't know who got more looks, Anna Mae or Vince. And it wasn't just bitches that were giving Vince a double take. He got plenty of stares from dogs too. There were the stares of jealousy, but there were plenty of stares of lust from the smaller dogs and mutts, so I wasn't the only dog turned on by him. I spent half the morning with a hardon, which was fortunately not visible under my baggy board shorts.

We finally got back on the pontoon boat and Vince motored us out to a coral reef and anchored the boat again. He opened a chest and in it was snorkeling equipment. We got out fins, masks and snorkels. Fortunately since I'd been dating Anna Mae she had been teaching me to swim so I would at least be able to putter around close to the boat. As soon as we had all our gear on we took the plunge. We weren't in very deep water, we could see the bottom in the crystal clear water as we cruised the surface. Vince would point out interesting fish and other creatures then we would pull our heads out to the water and he would tell us what the fish were. I was surprised how knowledgeable he was about the life on the reef.

He had brought a mesh bag with him and every now and then he'd dive and come up with a spiny lobster. It wasn't long before he had a limit of 6 big mud bugs in the bag. We were heading back to the boat when we came to a sandbar in about 4 feet of water. Vince threw me the bag of lobsters and just said "Hold these."

He turned to Anna and said, "Catching stuff always makes me horny..." as he flippered back over toward her. He got over to her, took off her bikini top and threw it over to me. That was followed by her bottoms and his speedo. He started kneading her big tits with his huge paws before starting to work on her aureola with his muzzle. The water was gin clear so I could see everything that was going on. Under the water Vince was erect but still in his sheath and was rubbing himself on Anna Mae's camel toe. Soon Anna Mae was grinding herself against that huge shaft and moaning softly. Even though they were under water I could see Vince's sheath as it pulled back to expose the head of his massive doghood. He bent his knees, lowering himself, tilted his hips and the tip of his member slipped into Anna Mae. He straightened his knees and slid deftly into my wife. She closed her eyes and gasped in delight at the feel of his maleness sliding deep in her fertile sex.

I waded toward them until I was only a few feet away as Vince continued to take what he felt was his now. He took advantage of the buoyancy of the water to bounce Anna Mae up and down on his shaft, ramming it deep into her. Despite myself I couldn't help but wonder what it feel like to have a huge sexy dominant Alpha Purebred lustily jamming himself into me. Thrusting insistently deep into me, taking me like I was his bitch. Showing me just how much more of a dog he was than I would ever be.

Even though he was separated from me several feet and most of him was underwater, his dominance pheromones were overpowering me. Anna Mae was moaning loudly as he drove her through orgasm after orgasm, but all I could think of was how it would feel to be taken by Vince. I was imagining him hammering into me with short thrusts as his huge knot expanded and locked us together. What it would be like to feel his potent seed shoot deep into me marking me as his property...

But instead that's what he was doing to Anna Mae, he was again locked deep in her, dumping his potent load deep into her womb, while I stood there wanking my little boner. I gripped the base of my little knot and came into the crystal clear waters of the Bahamas instead of into my wife.

As soon as they had both come down a little from their orgasms, Vince lay back in the water and pulled Anna Mae on top of him. They were still tied but they floated together as Vince continued to fill her. I made my way back to the boat with their suits and the lobsters. I got on the boat and grabbed a beer. I sat back in a chase lounge and finished the beer. I grabbed two more and finished them before Vince's knot came down and they reboarded the boat. I'd downed 3 beers and at my size that was enough to get me more than half way to blotto.

Neither of them hurried to put their suits back on. As she stood on the deck drying off her hair and upper body you could see Vince's cum slowly leaking out and running down her shapely thighs. Vince was also toweling off, but you could still see his now sheathed cock hanging half way down to his knee. In my inebriated state I couldn't help myself from staring at it lustfully.

"Don't worry Pup, there'll be plenty for you later." He said darkly, winking at me.

I got up to get myself another beer, but between being drunk and the boat rocking with the light swells I fell back into my seat. Vince said, "Stay there I'll bring you another drink." He grabbed a couple of beers, grabbed a lime, cut off a couple of wedges and shoved them down the necks of the beers. As he handed me one he said to me, "Coronas are generally drunk with a lime."

Anna Mae continued to dry off as Vince laid out their swim suits to dry then pulled another chaise lounge next to mine and lay down on it, his still exposed cock directly in my line of vision. "It's nothing personal Pup, I just have a job to do. Life ain't fair, the bigger stronger purebreds control everything. I don't know whatever gave you the idea that they'd let you into their world without stacking the deck." He said before taking a long drink of his beer. "But don't worry, I'll let you have some fun when we get back this evening. I'm pretty sure I've got her knocked up so we can spend the rest of the trip having fun." He said winking at me, then taking another swig of the beer.

We lay out there in the sun and when we finished our beer he pulled the cooler over between out lounges and opened us both another bottle. Anna Mae finally finished fixing herself up, she pulled a lounge up in front of us and reclined on it. The net effect was we were looking straight up her snatch, which despite her best attempts to clean it up was still dripping Vince's copious load.

We sunbathed and drank beer for a couple of hours before Vince decided it was time to head back to the "Filthy Rich". When we got back I was so drunk that Vince had to carry me to my bed and undress me. "Sleep it off for a few hours Pup. I'll be back to wake you up before dinner." He said then walked out closing the door.

I was still crashed out when Vince came up to wake me for dinner about 4 hours later. I was still a little groggy and unsteady on my feet, but Vince steadied me as we walked up to the top deck for dinner. It was a beautiful evening, the sun just starting to set over the water as we sat down at the table. There was a beautiful stainless steel gas grill on the upper deck. A couple members of the crew were grilling lobsters when we made it to the top. Anna Mae was laying on a lounge watching as the sky started to light up with the colors of the sunset.

She heard us as we pulled out our chairs and turned to look as us. "Hey there sleepy head. It's about time you got up." She said playfully.

The table was a small round table built for 4 dogs so I sat in the north chair, Anna Mae in the east chair and Vince in the south chair so we could all watch the sunset as we ate. The table had already been set and one of the crew members brought over shrimp cocktails and_piña coladas._

_"I had them bring you a virgin piña colada_Pup. I don't want you to miss tonight..." Vince said with a leer as they placed the food and drinks on the table.

I didn't realize until then just how hungry I was. The shrimp were extra colossal which meant that the 5 shrimp in my cocktail weighed close to a pound. I knew that if I finished all the shrimp I'd never finish all of the lobster. Despite my hunger I nibbled slowly at the huge shellfish. Anna Mae and Vince, being much bigger than me, finished theirs off quickly.

Just as they ate their last shrimp the crew member wheeled over the cart with the main course on it. There were the 6 lobster tails that Vince had caught earlier in the day, a small standing rib roast, redskin potatoes and a platter of corn on the cob. The redskin potatoes had been put in foil with onions, butter and Montreal steak seasoning. They were all sealed up in foil and grilled the flavors marinating together inside the foil.

I only took one of the lobster tails, a small slice of the prime rib, a couple of spoonfuls of potatoes and half a cob of corn. As good as everything was I couldn't finish it all. Vince and Anna Mae had no such problems. Vince finished my extra lobster tail and Anna had a huge slab of prime rib in addition to her two lobster tails. The sun had just dipped below the horizon when I felt something touch my foot. At first I thought it was Anna Mae's foot, but I soon realized that it was Vince's. He slowly started to work his way up my leg and then up to my crotch. Before I knew it his toes were massaging my dangly bits. It was only a moment before my dick was hard in my sheath. Why did he turn me on so much? Just as I was about to go over the edge he smirked at me and brought his foot back to the floor.

The crew came over and cleaned up the dishes. Standing up Vince said, "I've got to get things settled for the night, why don't you two relax on the couch. We can have desert when I get done."

We went over to the couch and sat down together. Anna Mae put her arm around me and pulled me close to her, my head resting on her ample bosom. We stayed that was for a while, not talking just holding each other. Anna Mae finally broke the silence.

"I'm sorry things turned out this way Ethan. But maybe Daddy was right. I need a big strong confident dog to father my pups. Maybe if you'd tried to defend me it would have been different. I still love you but it's hard to respect you." She said, sadness creeping into her voice.

"It's hard to change who you've been all your life Anna Mae. I've been taught all my life to obey my "betters" and that means purebreds. Especially large dominant purebreds like Vince. I can't help that I was born and raised to be a submissive mutt." I said as much to myself as to Anna Mae.

"I know it's not your fault. I knew what you were when I married you. I didn't think it would matter to me, but it does."

She pulled me close to her and kissed me on the top of my head. Maybe she wouldn't have realized that it mattered to her if the difference hadn't been so graphically displayed by Vince. Part of me couldn't blame her, I'd want Vince's pups instead of mine if I was a bitch.