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Well, thank fuck for that, finally! "Great! Ok tell the guys to head back to the hotel and we will have a video conference in one hour." He nods and leaves the kitchen. I head over to the counter with a bounce in my step and start picking out my dinner. 3 BLT sandwiches, 2 chicken salad wraps, 3 cookies, 2 bowls of fruit, and a coffee. I've had to start eating even more than normal because I need to work out more to be the biggest wolf in my pack. Any Alpha that's small is just a laughing stock and that won't be me.

It was the only thing we disagreed on. Shaking that thought away, I returned my thoughts to the day ahead. I chose a pink bikini with a bandeau top that opened down the middle, only thin metallic bars covering my cleavage. The matching bottoms were a skimpy cut with string ties at the side. The fewer tan lines the better!

I wanted to get through the first day without drawing too much attention, but I also knew exactly where I was and what I had signed up for. Clothing was only required in the dining area, so I had packed with precision. Three loose-fitting muumuus. My Kindle. A small bag of toiletries. That was it. I didn’t bring a single bra. No panties. No swimsuits. That had been the whole point. This was supposed to be the place where I let go of shame. Where I let myself be seen. Not in the curated way I used to post on I*******m, but really seen. Even so, walking to the pool for the first time wasn’t easy.

All that, she will taste in due time. Minutes later, a stainless tray containing each girl's order was before them. They carried their meals to find an empty table. Swiveling their seats, they sat. Lana had ordered chicken strips, muffins, and fruit. Her plate was the lightest, while each girl filled theirs heavily with burgers, juice, chips, and some oatmeal. A bit too heavy for breakfast. They do burn out all those fat. Again, Lana noticed that almost everyone in the cafeteria had either a black jumpsuit on or track pants and any top of their choice. Only leaders wore a separate thing.

“Alright, would you care to confirm your meal choices before I prepare your drinks?” “Yes, please hand the list to Angel to approve.” I am shocked by this and a little dazed as I take the paper from Andrew. Glancing down I read the meal plan that they prepped prior to our arrival. Antipasto – Cheese and Bread Primo – Chicken Polenta Secondo – Vegetable Risotto Dolce – Strawberries and Cream. I am surprised that all of the options are light on the stomach and nothing on here is prohibited by my condition. “It looks perfect, and sounds delicious, thank you I can’t wait to try it all.”