.Shravan? Yen…..yen madtidiya?” (” Wh… what are you doing… ohhhh”), she moaned.I looked up and saw Mom looking down at me with glazed, hal...-opened eyes. I looked back at her, her juices glistening on my mouth and chin, not knowing what to say for a second. Then, as I noticed the dazed look on her face I had an idea.“It’s okay, Mom, it’s only a dream, just lie back and enjoy it.”Mom looked like she wasn’t really seeing me, her eyes all dreamy.“Mmmmmmm, yeah…. dream…. okay… mmmmm, good…umm, feels. ” He looked up at me earnestly, “I love you, I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy.” I didn't know what to say, I knelt in front of him and kissed him fully on the lips, “Thank you.” His weak smile betrayed his uncertainty but I was too excited to care. “What happens now?” He asked. “I'll tell Master what you said.” I pulled out my phone and sent him a text. Master, he has agreed to your idea. Less than a minute later my phone beeped with his response. Very good, my slut, I will come to. I was just glad Darla didn’t ask me to kiss her again. Though I didn’t know the first thing about mating a woman, I knew I’d never stop at kissing if she started in with that other stuff again.At daybreak the next morning, I was leading the McIntyre’s young mare out of the corral.Red sort of looked at me like I was crazy. Then, when I threw his saddle on that filly, he snorted and moved away from the gate. I led her into a smaller corral next to the one Red was in and closed the gate. I wasn’t. She picked up the bowl and headed for the kitchen. When she returned her face was clean and she was carrying four small bowls, spoons and container of orange sherbet."Jeez! What are you gonna do with THAT?" Cindy asked."Eat it!" Katrina replied."What? You just ate a bowlful of piss-soaked shit and now your going to eat ice cream?" Cindy bellowed."Not ice cream, Cindy. Sherbet. Would you like some?" No thanks. Is that desert or something?" Cindy asked curiously."No, silly. It cleans your.