I tried to turn my face when I heard voices approaching, but I could not make my head move. Faces appeared above me, scared, pitying young black faces... and I thought they were glorious ebony angels, and I thought what a delight it would be to get to heaven and find that all the angel’s wore my beloved Sam’s countenance. But what I thought were wings were their softly flapping kites. My mind had faded in and out, I could remember only fragments. I remembered someone holding my hand, and I. Samantha beamed as each child introduced him or herself to the attractive and deceptively young-looking concubine principal, who was unselfconsciously wearing a potentially embarrassingly short, dark-blue concubine's shift with "Winnie" emblazoned above the pocket. The older woman brought in the children's instructors who whisked each youthful charge off to meet their classmates.As the last of them left Winnie's office, she turned to her boss. "Sam, a few of the kids that should be here aren't. That was to be "Carree Loves Billy."I agreed to hand over the diaries and let him read them when we started the stories. The only things in them that he didn't already "really" know about were, the "blanket party" and watching Kim's video. I credit that video as sort of an oral sex primer for me, in my diary. I think he thought he taught me everything from the movies he snuck from his Dads room.Unfortunately, my William never saw those diaries. He was excited to write the stories, and he. . I got it off the woman who wrote it. Its more then a littleKinky and bizarre, not my thing but hot nonethelessI love the way my breasts look. They are large and full looking with big sticky-out nipples. What's more they are full of milk - too much milk!I gave birth to a baby about six months ago and, since then, my body has become virtually everything I ever wished for. I've worked hard on getting my tummy flat, and have succeeded fairly well, and then there are my tits. I think they are.