George is now serving two years in a state prison and he still can't understand what is so terrible about what he had done. "I've been doin' it to she...p for years," he told the prison doctor, "and no one ever complained before."The doctor pointed out that sheep are hardly in a position to complain but George told him that he was talking about the people who owned the herds. He said that these herd owners know that many of the men who herd the animals make at least one attempt at having. "What are these wonderful smells coming from my kitchen?" Maria said asRachael handed her a coffee."It is my kitchen now, Mother," the girl said. "And don't you forget it.We have French Toast on the menu today." With Bread Baron bread?" Maria asked hopefully."No, with the old stuff that is getting too stale for anything else. Itshould just about make three good helpings of French toast. It sucksthat you have to go to work today, but at least you will get there witha full stomach." What smells. 'Can we use her', he asked, and daddy turned and looked at the men gathered, four in all, waiting and staring down at me, 'Give me a minute', he replied, and led me into a cubical, where he undressed me and sat me onto the large wooden seat.'No matter what darling', he said, 'keep your eyes closed tight and say nothing, promise', and I promised, as each man entered and discharged himself over my nude body, as daddy encouraged them, five discharges, and four strangers, somehow the fifth one was. All the drinking catching up to him perhaps, something to worry about when he was nineteen and he joined the afternoon club at Bonner's hotel for a few brews before he headed home. Greg had seen enough of the type at the parties ... that slab of meat and fat at the Klein's Grad Party for instance. Seth was still a strip of adolescent rawhide. Kind'a like a 5'7" erection ... hot beating meat wrapped in silky skin demanding to be clasped firmly and squeezed ... a cute head with a sensitive giving.