" She gave me a bighug and thanked me for the offer, but said she did not see how.A few weeks went by and then one day my mom came to see me in my roo...."Honey, I have a question" Shoot," I said. "Were you serious about your offer to help breastfeedthe baby?" Well uh yeah?I mean yes I was." Good. I did some research and it seems that with some effort, you canproduce milk. They do it all the time for women who adopt and so on." Iwas now intrigued. What did I have to do I asked. She told me that. ” She muttered, staring out across the snowy drifts, biting down on her lip, marching in place to get the blood flowing again, trying to stay warm. Delicate. Pristine. Six more. It didn’t seem so impossible now. Maybe she could do this. Breathing deeply, she closed her eyes, picturing each delicate flake tumbling slowly down, each one unique… Crystalline. Frost. “How many, pet?” “Sixteen.” “Good girl. I know you can do it. I have faith in you.” His words filled her with warmth. Not just the. My parents often told me I shouldn't hang around his house but I never got why. He often had parties with a lot of guys but he was always nice to the neighborhood k**s, buying anything we were selling for school or clubs. I walked up to his door and rang the doorbell. After a few minutes the door opened and I saw that he was only wearing a bath robe. Mr. Anderson stood well over 6 feet tall, had curly black hair, blue eyes, was well built and very hairy."Hey Jeff, what can I do for you?" Hi Mr.. .They lied on bed and ordered me to suck their feet while they sleep for sometime of they notice me not sucking you will be getting cruel punishment said by the mistress and I sucked them nearly one hour after one hr I felt little drowsy and slept to my fate she got up and saw that I am not sucking their feet then she lit a cigarette and put it on my nipples so hard that I screamed like anything and immediately I cried please mistress please mistress but she didn’t listen to my screaming master.