As for treating her right, I don't know if I am or not. She wants a sour pickle and ice cream. She won't eat real food like fried taters and steak and...beans and stuff. I think she's goin' crazy."The judge laughed and told Lee Roy, "My friend, cravings of that sort are common with some women when they are with child. There might also be irrational behavior, unreasonable demands made on the poor husband and probably morning sickness." What's this 'morning sickness' y'all just mentioned, Judge?". Emmy nodded, but her face said she hadn't forgiven me. She continued removing her bandages, but now turned away from me so that I could no longer see her breasts. Instead, I saw the long, red cut that ran down from the top of her right shoulder blade and disappeared into the bandages around her waist. A scab had formed, but the sparring had caused it to crack, and rivulets of blood now dripped down her back.Of course, her back wasn't the only thing I could see."I have to say though, that’s. I know you’ll need some assistance what with you being a bit tied up at the moment.” Emma chuckled at the pun. Mike didn’t. “And I’m a reasonable person. I’m more than happy to help you achieve your goal.”While still playing with his balls, she used her other hand to rotate the plug in his ass.“Oooohhhh...” Mike moaned. The feeling was unlike anything he’d felt before and made him forget about his predicament for a brief moment.The hand on his balls slid forward to the base of his shrunken. As I was getting ready to head to the can to survey the damage, Cathy herself showed up. She had to let me know what was done, was at her direction, and as revenge for Jamie getting a tattoo. For some reason that set her off. This next bit is going to sting a bit guys. Please wait to kill me until you hear it all." Chris had gotten a soda from a vending machine and he paused a moment to get a drink and gather his courage, he thought it best to tell them here so if his dad tried to kill him he.