He explores the dim and dirty building when suddenly... BZZZZTTT! ZZAAAAPPPP!! A powerful ray bursts out of the darkness. The muscular young hero is s...ruck squarely on his torso!! Silence falls over the warehouse. The Cosmic Kid's body lies in a heap on the floor. What power could have defeated the heroic lad so easily? Several minutes pass until several figures begin moving in the shadows...Out of the darkness, four unpleasant looking fellows emerge. They grab Cosmic Kid's legs and arms. His. "When will they shoot milk?" he asked."Not for months," she said, beginning to move, sliding forward until his prick stopped her."I can't wait to taste it," he said."You'll starve your poor daughter," she said."Son," he insisted. "And no I won't. I'll let him eat first. Leftovers is fine for me." My breast milk is not leftovers," she said in mock irritation."If you keep talking about milk I'm gonna shoot," he said, his voice tight. "You're so beautiful I might shoot anyway." Thank you, Dub,". "Feel like a bit of fun?" Jerry said slowly so she muddled brain could understand."Mmm," she whispered."Right lads are we all set to go?" he said to his two colleagues."Yeah, sure," said Bill, "the video camera is already recording and I've got fresh batteries in the digital camera too." Good, then I'll start then," Jerry chuckled. "Now baby lets get cosy shall we, let's open those legs of yours and see what you've got. That's right baby, all the way open." Jesus will you look at that," said. ‘Mrs Hawclough will take good care of you child,’ Sir Horace said and was gone in a clatter of horse hoofs on cobblestones. Seeing Faith standing soaking wet in the hallway, the housekeeper flew into action. Faith was led downstairs to the kitchen fire and her wet clothes stripped away. Servants were called to heat water for a bath. Soon Faith was sitting by the fireplace in warm, clean clothes as the housekeeper poured spoonfuls of hot soup into her mouth. For the first time that she could.