Finally Mom stroked my hair and whispered, "I'm yours forever, Tommy."I smiled and said, "The same goes for me, Mom. I'll never leave you."Mom told me...to start the generator so she could fix some breakfast. It wasn't much, just some oatmeal and buttered toast. We couldn't keep a lot of dairy products down there for a decent amount of time or they would spoil. Mom managed to make her some coffee and I had water.After breakfast we cleaned up and turned off the generator. We only had so much fuel. “I’ve lived here a long time and I know I haven’t seen you before.” “Well, I’m a relative newcomer, but it’s already been about four years now. Funny isn’t it? A town this size and there are still new faces.” We spoke amiably about generalities; the nice weather, what a fine place the village was to live in, the small town attitudes that made it that way. That sort of thing. The line had moved ahead and she started dealing with the cashier so our conversation ended. Just like the first time I. I love money it’s that simple. The only thing I learned to love was money ever since my mother kept taking it away from me I wanted it more and more like a power drug or something. The only other thing I really loved even more than money is motorcycles and …well i am young and of course good sex. I think it was Thursday, and the sun was going down. See all of the girls my age were hanging in the clubs or on the block talking to small time ballers trying to get into their pockets. Me, no way. He got back into the truck, and threw me a white tank top shirt. “When we get to the stores, this is what you will wear. I also have something for your tits. Present your tits to me.”As I cupped my tits, he pulled out two syringes. He emptied each one into my tits. I felt a strange sensation deep in my tits. My nipples turned rock hard to the point of hurting.“In 48 hours, those fat tits are going to filled with milk. Each morning you will milk yourself like a fucking cow. I have a friend that.