Marge might see a chance to build a criminal enterprise here. Which is the most likely scenario. There would be no reason to squeeze her. She is not i...volved in anything, but baking regular cookies now. Until she actually handles the stuff, there is nothing she can testify about.Even that redneck Sheriff knows that,” Tommy said.“Yeah that makes sense. She has no reason to flip and nothing to tell them if she did,” I agreed. “You are always the voice of reason.”“So let her bake the damn cookies. After he finished he told them to walk me back outside. They done as they were told. The next few days they came out and feed us and done everything Martin said, it was like they was zombies. I know Martin was using them for sex as I could hear it every night.A few months passed until one day Martin walked in the barn as said "well it's the going to be a new year at college soon and I am still expending my farm and need some more animals." He continued talking then the next thing I knew. Clearly, she would have to answer for herself, perhaps demonstrate of herself. Even, perhaps, fight.Thus she needed to dress for display, and also for the possibility of combat.As one of Jatana's irregular troops – but not one of his Hippeis – Jatana would know that Nemi did not have any ceremonial clothes, so he would not be offended by her failing to wear such.Yet Jatana would also expect that Nemi should not disgrace herself, the Great Hall, or her Chieftain.All of these factors competed in. "Promise?" What a beautiful smile she had.I sighed in mock exasperation. Some days you just can't win an argument, some days you don't want to."Quip now, but you'll be yipping away if I decide you deserve it. But no free spankings for you!" Having finished her arms, I sat on the edge of the table and pulled Michelle into my lap."Must be camping", she said with an unfocussed smile. "I always get the spot with the big root!" Maybe the big root will get your spot this time". A kiss silenced her.