‘My dear’ she said, ‘do you like the taste of my milk?’. My god! This was way beyond anything I’d experienced before. My head told me that i... was so wrong to taste a woman’s milk, but another part of me had really enjoyed such an intimate thing that normally is only for women and their babies. My lust refocused now on Sarah, who had lowered her jodhpurs to show me her hairy pussy. Through the hairs, I could see her clit poking out like it was begging me to suck it. Sarah lay back on the hay. She died. Riddled with bullets and sliced in half. I could feel her anger, her outrage that someone would do that to her while all she was doing was protecting those she loved. Then the image went completely white. I thought she’d died, then.“But I got a feeling – I knew where she was when she died,” Dani continued. “And I came, rather, I went to Colorado. I stole a flitter and went to Colorado. There was fresh nuclear waste all over the place, so I knew that what I felt was real. I hoped that. "Hey sexy why dont you fuck a real man" one of the guys with a black shirt said he was a pretty strong looking guy that stood 6 ft even and was built like a brick shit house, all the other guys just laughd as dan stood there getting mad but didnt want to say anything so they kept on walking as they were walking away the big guy punched dan right in the back of his head knocking him to the ground and the other 3 guys laughed and grabed krystal by her arm, "come her bitch we want to have some fun. For a moment or two, the pretty young blonde bustled around her bright, modern kitchen, pulling cans from the cupboards and pork chops from the refrigerator, trying to pretend that this was a day just like any other, but her vision kept returning to the kitchen table. As she opened the canned peas and poured them into a saucepan, her thoughts kept going back to that moment on the bus when she had remembered the white envelope that had still been clenched tightly in her hand. Wanting to throw.