“You sure are going to make a black man or 2 very happy and fat ever 4 to 5 days” I said.“No, you silly husband. I am getting a breast pump. Eve...y 4 to 5 days I pump my breast dry and save the milk for our son. It will be a lot easier doing the pump way. Of course at least once a month we can have over our black men to milk me and I can get some black meat in me too.” Karen said.Karen put her plan to work. Every 4 to 5 days she would pump her breast dry. We would fuck on the days her breast. This morning was different, he sat eerily still. My breath hitched in my throat, and I felt him chuckle beside me at my nervous habit.“Are you okay, darling?”I nodded slowly, not sure about what I felt inside. My stomach was curled up in knots as I attempted to keep my blood pressure down. My father’s arms draped around my shoulders as he tugged me into his side. I relaxed on pure reflex, melting into his side. His strong arms left me feeling safe as I closed my eyes. His hands began to rub. ." If you need more sleep," sneered Miranda, "just sleep through in the morning." But I have to see to Elijah." To hell with the old man! What does it matter anyway? All he does is sit and stare!'"But he's my..."Ellen gasped wishing she could take back what had just escaped her lips."Your what Ellen?... Your what?"Miranda grabbed her hair, pulling the shorter woman to her and looking directly into Ellen's eyes. Ellen looked up through tears, in fright. Miranda's sudden savage kiss was strong. "Hmm, yes, I noticed that. I didn't bring anything for you like thateither. But it doesn't matter. I knew you would have lots!" Tanyasmiled conspiratorially, with a delightful little shrug of hershoulders."You're bound to, I mean, you have, haven't you? Got lots I mean?Dresses? Bet you've got at least one 'little black dress'!"She skipped over to the nearest wardrobe."Oh my God!"Tanya stood with her back to Carol; arms wide, fingers clasping thedoor edges where she had thrown them open to.