About 15 minutes later I was still awake and whilst Siobhan was sleeping her brother, Paul was shifting around in his bag. Well Diary I wondered if he...was trying to finish what he started in the bathroom earlier. The pop-up trailer tent was moving a little meaning that Auntie Pam and Uncle Thomas were probably already going at it. That’s disgusting I thought to myself, old folk like that! But I was horny myself and guessed I’d might as well head back for to the toilet block before the entire. People have always had this idea that when the mother drinks, the alcohol goes straight to the milk. The most recent studies say that basically, if the mom feels tipsy, then that can make the baby tipsy. It’s sort of a myth that the alcohol goes into the milk. If it’s in my bloodstream, it’s in my milk, if I sober up, so does the supply. For me it doesn’t really matter, I’ve got so much saved up I’ll just do a pump-and-dump tonight and tomorrow morning.“Well, if you’re going do that, why. “Now, Bitch!” he spat into the back of my neck. His gruff, growling voice now took on a vicious irony, “This is where you get what’s coming to you!”The tears welled-up in my eyes as the sweat poured from my body in the cool night air as he kept up his relentless thrusting and ramming into me. All the while, it felt like his penis was getting larger and harder with every thrust and while my own frightened balls had retreated as far inside my body as they could, my limpness was now strangely. . Must not be awakened!" came another, more urgently."... dispose of her..." insisted another, sending chills down Misty's spine as she simply closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.'It's just to scare me, it's just to scare me, ' she repeated over and over again until the voices faded and Misty opened her eyes to see something new upon the walls.They were lined with portraits. Actual painted renditions of people as opposed to the framed photographs Miranda's house had. At first, most of the.