”Sarah came in rubbing her eyes, “Ann you were right, she is almost ready to have the baby. Good morning Michael, have you seen all the new people...coming in?”I shook my head as a sleepy Helen and Tanya arrived with platters of meat for the kittens and the drakes. They sat down on the floor with them and were petting them while they ate. I looked up into Ann and Sarah’s smiling eyes, “no, I was told to go to bed.”Sarah smiled, “that was probably best. With your loss of blood you needed it.”I. A hooker wouldn't wear granny knickers or a granny type bra like that. Take them off I have the very thing for you. Oh and a hooker would wear net hold ups not tights. I can fix you with that too.”Angela had lots of black pubic hair that looked as though it had never been cut or trimmed in any way. Angela had one hand held across her tits and the other one hiding her pussy. However, Jane took the opportunity to have a sneeky look at Angela's pussy.It looked like it had not had a cock pass its. I love you Ben, my master”. She kisses him and leaves the pool. Becky gets in and asks what that was about. Ben “She told me she loved me and appreciated what I did for her father”. Becky “All your women feel your love and your compassion for them. They all love you and are all here because they want to be here. I have told them if they ever want to move out that you would take care of them for the rest of their lives. They all want to be with you and only you. Some will like to have sex with. . what gets left on the plate?Sunny side up was the cats favorite leftover. The buttered oven browned, thymed potatoes were well received for a few months. The capers weren’t ... in anything. Kippers ... not so much either, I loved them but the girls? Another tidbit for the cats.What eventually became my staple breakfast were Omelets. Omelets allowed me all manner of leeway. Crumbled sausage, bacon, mushrooms, red and green bell peppers, diced. Jalapeño in moderation, and cheese ... whatever.