" Curtis said as he kissed her on the cheek. Once she had left the room Curtis turned to him."I am really proud of you tonight I can see that you are ...rying your hardest to make this work and I appreciate it. I will get Sy to call you and we can set up an appointment for Tuesday to discuss some things." He placed one hand on Lockie's shoulder. "Give it another five minutes then it's you turn on stage before you start. Have fun and good luck." He pulled out his phone and started talking to. I even managed to taste daddy's urine. However, making him give me all of his urine was another matter. Daddy was only too happy when I pleaded with him to drink my urine.I knew the stumbling block that would change everything.I one day was in bathroom timing that to perfection as daddy returned home and came up looking for me. My bathroom door was wide open. I had a big firm column of my shit in my palm and I was nibbling on it slowly and with obvious greed.I heard my father stop in his tracks. ” He said as plates of soup were placed in front of him. “I am really good with math. We can start there.” She said helpfully. The soup was a creamy orange color and smelled of tomatoes and something fresh, she looked at it hesitantly then at the queen who watched her with a smile. She scooped a tiny portion onto the tip of her spoon and tasted it. She’d never had soup like this at home, it was warm, thick and creamy. The flavors were roasted tomato and something fresh and green. She looked up. .."The auburn-haired bachelorette followed, but her embittered mind was seething with rage at the new young husband she considered to be a possession of her own. Damn him, she venomously thought, he hadn't even come to the ranch to investigate the vicious attack on her, nor find out how she was... nothing! Goddamn him! If only that raping bastard, Caesar, hadn't stolen the pictures they'd taken of Jean Blakely getting fucked silly by Link Morgan and eating her, Lydia Newell's pussy at the same.