~Well, Michael, what was that you said about taking time to relax?~She knocked on the door, walking in when she heard a slightly puzzledtone in the "C...me in!" that came from within. Amelia had a puzzledexpression as she looked away from the documents on her desk andopened a drawer."Hang on a minute, Nicole. I seem to be getting a weird headache forsome reason, and I want to grab an aspirin before it becomes aproblem."Closing the door behind her as she entered, the redhead moved towarda chair.. He spent a good deal of his time trying to find ways to augment the growth rate of his livestock, design a new feed or new drug that would make them more resistant to disease or more tender in taste.One day in early summer Susan was in one of the barns, pouring food and water into the appropriate troughs, when she noticed something. She stopped by the pig stall as one of the male pigs was mounting a sow. She squealed as his weight held her down and his huge cock penetrated her from behind.. At least Joy was still there to help me out even though she was only sixteen years old herself.I vowed to get even with Judy somehow.I loaded everyone into the transport that I tow behind the six-wheeler that I strapped all of their equipment into. The cabin was full of supplies that I had taken up the day before. After the three-hour trip and two rest breaks we arrived at the cabin. I checked in with my boss to let him know that we had arrived okay. I was to check in every evening about dark. "Well, Thursday nights, mom always went to her bridge club, leaving Aiden and I, alone with Dad. We went to bed very early while young, always at 8:00. We were told to get our pajamas on and come say goodnight to dad before we went to our rooms to sleep. Oddly, my usual pajamas were not laid out on the bed instead silky smooth and transparent camisoles with tiny almost nonexistent bottoms of various colors seemed to be the Thursday night theme." "Aiden always rushed in and hugged dad first, and.