Now, he was older, in a body that was far moremature. And yet, there was also that urge to girl out. To just throwon a skirt and be a girl."And what...s wrong with that?" Erin asked. "Seriously?"Erin decided it was all very confusing and thus, she went to bed.***Marcy came home almost immediately after making sure everyone was safe.Her brain was working like it used to, her old personality returned...sorta. It had, in some ways, merged with the bimbo one that had takenits place over the past. I knew where they were going and the ground they had to cover, and if they were planning on backtrailing me it would confuse the shit out of them.Deliberately I had changed directions half a dozen times and even rode back over my own tracks twice. They better have a damn good tracker or it was going to take them a while to get to the claim. I pointed the horse along the quickest route, confident that if I didn’t beat them I wouldn’t be far behind them.Darkness stopped me. Checking the. But has day passed by he became worse.One day my uncle,my masi’s husband,came drunked at home and stared beating my dear masi. My masi decided that it was enough and decided to Divorce her husband. After she divorced her husband she,alonwith her 3 kids went to her mom’s place but because of fear losing respect in the society my masi’s family disowned her. Having no one to fall on she came to me.After listening to her story I allowed her to stay with me. I was happy because i saw a ray of Hope. I'll bet you'd love watching little Justine sucking his mother's big firm breast and drinking her warm milk."Suddenly I was on auto-pilot. Carefully I sat beside Gina and leaned over just enough to get a real close look. Justine's lips were open wide and I could see his little mouth sucking. He would stop just long enough to swallow and then resume his suction of her nipple. I saw Gina looking at me and smiling."Have you ever tasted mother's milk, Jim?" Not that I can remember. Mom used to tell.