" Sure sis," I said.My first thought were those naughty pictures she had mentioned. The weeks passed slowly until at last I dropped her off at the air...ort, with a promise to pick her up when she returned. When I at last reached her flat, I searched it from end to end, without any success and I was beginning to think she didn't keep them there at all; then I remembered her last hiding place. Sure enough in the bottom of the wardrobe under a false floor was a cardboard shoe box. I sat down on her. Soon the women came out and gathered up their stuff and left. We never saw the men again. A couple of weeks later the same thing happened. This time it was six different guys but the same three women. Three weeks later they had a fourth woman and it was eight guys. That time they fucked for two hours, and there was alot of sperm leaking from everyones pussy. Then one time me and just one of my friends were at the pool when Debbie, Mrs Wilson and Mrs Chord took three men back to te dressing. ”“I told you I don’t want nothing to do with farming. I’m going to hang here in town until that asshole will let me go back home. You can have this shithole. Now can I take my stuff and go?”Dottie moaned and Jim sighed before he said, “I can’t force you to do anything. You’re a man grown by the standards of this reality. What do you plan to do about money and a place to live if you stay here in town?”“Don’t have to do anything. I’ll have my pay from asshole. I can live on that until I can get. The goat licked at his wrist."No, the eggs aren't for you. One of them is for The Lady, so you'd better not touch them!"Zak realized he didn't know if goats ate eggs. Bringing the basket here may have been a mistake. Well, something he would change tomorrow. For now, he'd take his chances."Time for milk." Running his hand down Betty's neck, he moved to her side. She stayed still. Wisdom had to be helping here. The books they had bought, the "Raising Goats for Dummies" type, said you had to.