She curled to one side, and lay there long after he had gone. She didn't weep. She was through crying; she had sworn.She tried to forget what had happ...ned.Impossible.She tried to at least stop it from looping through her mind.Nothing. She could still feel his gaze, still feel his semen covering her body, still-She lurched to the drain, her stomach heaving. The vomit disappeared as fast as everything else had.Strangely, after she was done retching, she felt better. Not okay, but better. She was. She wrapped her thick, pillow lips about the nipple, sucking in as much breast as she could fill her mouth with and tasting the fine taste of a denied Odette. If anyone were to read over the notes that Pari had taken, they would note that if Odette ever missed a treatment, the milk she produced would change quality, becoming thicker and creamier. The theory was that the process would be magnified and nutrients would increase in concentration producing milk that had a richer, stronger taste. In. ‘Pat, do you have anything planned tonight?’ ‘No, not particularly – just a bath for my boy and get him to bed, why?’ ‘I was going to visit Grandma Rogers tonight. She is in a senior care apartment. Would you like to come along? She would love to meet Sean, and I’m sure that she would love to meet you, too.’ With a little trepidation I answered, ‘Yes, but just a short visit, please. I’m sure that Sean can be a little wearing.’ All Jake said was, ‘Wait and see. Don’t forget, she can put up with. It sent many a dribble of fat and gravy down the naked breasts and chests of everyone seated around that dining room table. No one minded in the least as those dribbles were soon joined by bits of home made apple pie and cream lavishly dished into everyone’s dessert bowls. All in all it was just another fantastic meal before what was going to be a fantastic evening of celebration on a massive scale back in the middle of town.The moments following that meal became quite phrenetic for everyone as.