I told myself that I would apologize to the kid that it was not I that named him. That Jr. thing is tough to be hung with.While I had been at Walgreen...s I did pick up four boxes of cigars that I handed out liberally. I saved a few for Gene and his men, but generally everyone I knew locally had a cigar to celebrate the birth of my child.I was back at the hospital by nine. Sue and the baby were doing what they would often be doing. Sue was nursing Stevie. Would it become me Steve, him Stevie, or. My muscles, tense and rigid, body straight and erect, he leads behind relaxed and jandering. Away from prying eyes though all can see. God and Nature both can see my nakedness, my shame, my shuddering breasts, all the heavier for the exertion. My chest does not rise, breathing is shallow, my fear is an abyss. To the saddle horse he leads. I hesitate. The sun shines just barely this far, cupping my left heel in it's golden touch. He removes his hand from my flesh. Now I draw in a. It's a burn and sting right in the area where my most intense pleasures come from, and once it irons itself out I really get off. The orgasm is from inside me and it's intense, very vaginal. I know the tightness and grip bring you pleasure, so we can't lose. It's not something I want to do every day, but it's also not something I do to just make you happy, despite me. I wouldn't let that happen because I know you wouldn't hurt me. So let me take care of being clean and having enough lube, and. Stuart emerged grinning."Thought you would like them. Something to remember me by. Here, forbeing such a good little Trudy whore," he took a gold bangle from hispocket and placed it on my wrist. "Now," he said, "no matter what, youare my little Trudy. I am going to treat you nicely, but I will fuckyou whenever I want."We got a taxi back to the farm. We opened the door to find his parentsin the kitchen."What the hell," said his father, looking me up and down, "What's goingon Stuart.?" Couldn't.