"I ... I can't say." You must!" her grandfather exclaims, even more surprising in its command and lack of gentleness, revealing another aspect of his ...eadership besides compassion, wisdom and humor."I promised Mother. It was her dying wish," she sobs."I don't care about promises when it means the health of my village! Only you and your mother have been stricken lately. We must know why!" I thought I could die, and leave our shame alone, like Mother. We worried, but no one asked until now. Now I. She could feel how those sunrays were penetrating her skin.Nevertheless, this was not the only problem she was having, because of the position she was standing in, her legs were getting tired, and she could feel how her knees and hips were hurting from the strain to hold her up. She could give them a little relief when she pulled herself up on her arms, but she couldn't do this for a long period of time, so it was mostly her legs that had to keep her upright. Sylvia was sure that it wouldn't. Elaine notices her mucous in her pussy lips and vagina is full of it, she’s clearly ovulating. Other 5 ladies as yet, haven’t ovulated. Wife reminds her friends Randolph has booked her for the whole day, just the two of them. She wishes to book him for the 2nd day as well, wants him to impregnate her. Other 5 ladies tell her she can have him for 3 days in a row to insure he’ll fertilize her. Ladies clean out most of the mucous from wife’s vagina/pussy lips and all agree not to tell Randolph. I closed my eyes, pulled them off my legs, and then put them into the seat portion of the shopping cart.When I opened my eyes, I saw that Jim and Wendy had packaged the cucumbers they were looking at, placed them in the larger section of the cart, and had already departed for other vegetables. I was left to push the cart to catch up with them.Wendy had two bags in her hand, one with a stalk of celery, and another with a bunch of carrots. "Hurry up, Shirley." She placed her vegetables in the.