”“You will do everything I ask you to, won’t you?”“Yes, Master.”It was tempting to wake her up and tell her I was going to fuck her. If it...was really happening in real life, there was no way she could refuse. Right?I was still a little shaken from seeing Marcie’s blank stare again, and so I firmly pushed the thought to the back of my head.There was a smart way to do this. And the dumb way ... It wasn’t worth the risk.Marcie had been just as unresponsive as the last time I’d seen her. We didn’t. In 1946.’ Mawma’s eyes had a faraway look, like she was watching them nail up the siding. ‘He bought the cows, and just like that,’ she snapped her gnarled fingers, ‘we had a dairy farm. Oh, it was hard work. By then, we had all three of the girls. I think he was always a little disappointed that we didn’t have a boy to help. But he loved them girls.’ ‘Grandma has always told me the story about him taking her to town on Saturdays and giving her a nickel and letting her buy candy.’ ‘Oh yes. I. ]So I asked Syd. “You ever look at tick taxonomy?”“Nah. Who cares? I try to kill ‘em off.”“Effective, but not scientific.”“Gordy, them’s parasites. Cattle’d be better without ‘em. Lucky they’s got a one-host lifecycle. I don’ like arachnids. Not spiders, not scorpions, not ticks, not roly-polies.”“I get it.”“I eat lots o’ decapods, an’ don’ mind insects.”“I find all the arthros interesting.”“Yeh.”I finished off the draft. Then I read a chapter of Wilson and another half-dozen pages of Orlando,. Kelly and I went over to her house after school; wewere just watching the soaps and talking when she asked me a question."You will probably think I am weird, but can I taste your milk?" I was actually kind of excited about this and thought for a minute andthen said, "You can, but only if you give me a chance to suck on yourbreasts, I mean what's fair is fair." She accepted my proposal. We went up to her room and took off our topsand bra's, I sat on the bed and she laid her head across my lap,.