I can't have you going anywhere I don't want. And you would get far too greedy if you had two hands available," Miss Rose explains. "Thank you, Miss R...se," the girl replies. Miss Rose stops the girl's hand for a moment. She pulls the fingers out of the slave's pussy. Ashley can see the girl's juices dripping slowly from her fingers. The slave lets out a small whimper of protest, but controls herself. Miss Rose bends down and places 2 of her fingers into the girls soaking cunt. The slave smiles. Will you marry me? Oh my God, I cant believe it! Youd actually marry me? ME? Oh my god. Im so lucky. Actually, I think Im the lucky one, but&hellip,is it a deal? Oh, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! She leaned forward and kissed me. It was anything but a chaste kiss. She was all over me, her tongue active in my mouth as her lips ground against mine. It seemed like ten minutes later when she finally broke the kiss. Lets get up and go out for breakfast. Then well buy your ring, and then we can talk some more. Do you want to make a baby with me, Brian?”I looked at Elaine trying to decide if she was serious. Some days, it felt like I was fathering an entire clan of my own. Still, only three children shared my last name. I don’t even know if that counts for anything these days. My other three children bore the last name of Swift and I loved them every bit as much as Dani and Liz’s kids.“My darling Elaine,” I whispered. “When you are ready to have a child, I would be honored and enthused to help produce. The fog had come rolling in from the river as soon as it grew dark and the air was developing quite a nip in the air after a clear, dry and partly sunny winter’s day. Due to the war, the public telephone on the corner of Mile End Road and Eric Street has become my office telephone from 6.15 to 6.30 the five weekday evenings each week, and had been thus for the past four months.‘Private Dicks’ in London at the height of the Blitz, during the winter of 1940 to spring 1941, didn’t always have the.