" He's outside," Ashley said. "He told us you might shoot him if you got the chance." I would have thought about it," the woman admitted.Ashley turned...to me. "Another one with blue eyes." Yes," I said. "I don't see the connection since the pig family had blue eyes, but the Professor seems to have it right. A good number of survivors have them. It's probably connected to a trait I know saved people, but I haven't connected it to the blue eyes yet." Maybe it's because you really like blue eyes,". The young girl then began running her finger tip around the exposed area of Ashley stomach, causing her to shiver, not just from the cold, but from the excitement that it was giving her in her sleep. The girl then ran her finger down to Ashley’s pubic region, and then trailed them around her soft pussy lips, and then ups between the inner sides of her thighs. Ashley moaned and she unconsciously spread her legs, revealing a perfect and beautiful pussy, wet from excitement. Juice slowly ran. And in some manner, I was responsible for the "sickness" they had suffered. It made me wonder who they had found to blame for their shortcomings ere my father was tricked into marrying that fat pig.Cleaning the scum from the three of them and their clothing had added time to my day and the cow went hours past its milking time. Listening to its painful lowing was music to my ears compared to the yammering of my step-family. I put the animal out of its misery, nearly filling the bucket with its. She held you, she carried you when you should have been walking. She treated you like her child. She held you in a rocker at night when you couldn’t sleep and wouldn’t come to me. Many nights she held you and rocked and dozed, then went to school the next day. You slept with her, either in her bed or in your bed next to hers, until she got married. I think you perhaps resented Michael for taking her away from you. However, Michael loved you dearly, too. Sister Susan was perhaps your biggest.