That task was left to her youngest sister Eliza, the lady who’d held me so tightly at the grave side. After I taught Jean a few of the basics of coo...ing she found that she had a real talent for it and for the remainder of our marriage I was barred from the kitchen under threat of great bodily harm if I invaded ‘her space.’ Our doctor finally determined that she was fit to travel and so I drove her down to the UW Medical Center. Upon checking in I was informed that the remainder of the day would. Dad was off fishing in some mud puddle.“Mom, did anything unusual happen when you were pregnant? It seems like there are some strange things happening both with me and with Mattie, like there is an animal spirit living inside us. Did you visit any Indian sites or was there anything strange you can remember?“Well, I hoped I wouldn’t have to tell you about this, but it will explain why your father hates you so much and why he’s made life hell for you, so I better tell you about it.“Your father’s. You were correct Marcia that I was ready to end it all that day you saw me at the mall. You saved me with your kindness. I love working here for you and Marta and I feel a large amount of satisfaction when I complete another task to improve the lodge. You have also made me feel much better about myself with the nights we have spent together. The problem I am having is with those nights." What is it Kenny?" Marta asked, "Are we not coming over often enough, or maybe too often?" No Marta, it is. What a shame that he had jizzed in his pants instead of in my mouth. All that wasted cum, unappreciated, untasted, unswallowed... I stuck my fingertip into my mouth and savored his salty flavor, his own, personal dessert he had made just for me... But it was nothing more than a soupçon. I ached for more. Chris was still looking down at his own chest. His face was pink. His eyes were clenched. A single tear escaped from one eye. "Are you okay?" I asked."God, this is humiliating," he murmured..