I knew Lauren was really in for it!“Good, No witnesses”, Mrs. Miller’s said. Those last words were branded in my mind as Lauren was about to get...a branding on her ass. Mrs. Miller would give her a spanking that would have her still standing after they were done.After considering going over there, remember, Mrs. Miller scares me! Still, I gathered up my courage and walked over to the Miller House. The reason I think I went over to see Mrs. Miller was I felt badly for Brian and the mean trick. It was my independence. The email from Gerry had come out of the blue, but it had been welcome nevertheless. “Gerry, how come you want Eve to model again?” Mike asked. It was a question I had wanted to ask.“Well apart from her being my favourite you mean. I got a message from a website owner, wanted to now if I had any unpublished piccies or videos of Eve. Sold him what I’d never used, nice little earner. Then he wanted more, so here we are.” Gerry said simply.“So you’ve already sold today’s. I couldn’t feel any emotion, nor pain. I couldn’t feel the brunt of the lust that I was once in. This feeling of complete nothingness was addictive. I had to do it again and again and again. This high was all I wanted. Another few days passed. My high dragged on from day to day to day. How I managed to stay working and stay alive was puzzling. I faintly remembered the days that passed by at work where I would continually feign a little smile for my superiors and the smiling customers. But the. “He’s sleeping, but he’ll be up soon it’s almost time for his feeding,” she said. Her tone was strident.“Abigail, don’t fret. I’m resigned to my place. I will be around from time to time. And I will, hopefully, have a chance to see him grow and turn into a fine young man,” I said.“Damn it, Sam. Cut me some slack! Please!” she said, “and Owen too.”“I am and I will,” I said. “No problem. But you need to cut me some slack, okay? I know the other guy is going to be his real father. And I’m sure the.