She said, “No.” the way she said it made him taken aback. He looked as if he almost gonna cry and left the kitchen immediately. He went to his roo... and shut the door and began sobbing.Saranya felt so bad. His sweet son is the only one she has and it hurt her to see him cry. She was thinking for about a minute and she continued her work. Since it was a weekend she was making special food for him. But she was in doubt that he will eat after this.After one hour, she finished all her work and went. "I hope you'll try harder to keep the noise down."I felt the right opportunity had arrived. "Is there a reason you have for keeping Flufflepuss fertile?" I asked gingerly. "Do you breed her to other Shelties?" No!" He almost barked. "She's noth'n special, and cut'n on a poor critter ain't right by God. But I don't have to explain my reasons to you." For a second, his words were highly accented. He pulled the door half closed and stepped to block me. Then he plucked the pie tin from my hands.. When the group finally sat down to eat, both Cat, with her very red bottom, and Sarah with her raw anus from Philippe’s attention, needed extra cushions to allow them to sit comfortably. Mind you, the experience of both girls had given them a wonderful glow of happiness, and the rest of the table spent a lot of the meal discussing their experience with them. Cat was a little shy at first, but eventually admitted that she had been jealous of her friend Nette and the beating she had received at. My mocking tone and voice returned." ....poor baby...you look so thirsty... get up here and let me give you a drink "He tried to roll onto his knees wincing the whole time and because his ankles were still tied so I grabbed him by the hair pulled him up and threw him back onto my bed then climbed on next to him and removed his gag.He started crying fresh tears then quite fully distraught and stuttering as he tried to beg me.."Ooooh Pleeesse Mss... I am... sooo sorry... Owww !"I guess the bed.