I guess I would ride north into N. H., with a day like today it really didn’t matter I’d go wherethe road took me. I picked up a little, rinsed m... cup and put everything in the sink. It was time to go. I stopped at the closet and took out my chaps to put them on. Next I put on my boots, grabbed my jacket, gloves and helmet and headed to the garage. I wheeled my Harley out of the garage and quickly wiped it down, checked the oil and tire pressure. I was ready. I fired it up and put. "No you don't," she said. "I slow you down. You just like watching my ass in those tiny shorts." I do love those shorts," I gushed. "But I love what's in them even more." I took another playful swat at her ass.AlexWe had driven nearly the entire night. We had checked into one of the motels on the edge of town. Despite the terrible conditions, I had to admit that I was very excited. In my mind I saw this weekend as a chance to put my family back together. My daughter usually never mentioned her. Tell me, when you feed Annette -- what do you feel?”“In my breasts? When she first latches on, there’s usually nothing for her. After a while...”“How long?”“Not long -- seconds perhaps -- after a while I feel milk moving from the interior of my breast to the front. One of the nurses called it the letdown reflex. Once that happens, it flows to her.”“Is that a pleasant sensation?” I asked.“I’d say so. I love feeling nutrition flowing from me to her.”“What about elsewhere? Do you feel anything in. Once inside, the opulence of the house's interior was lost on him as he blindly invaded room after room, ready to claim his wife at the instant he caught sight of her. Pausing at the sweeping stairs leading to the second story, he looked up into the darkness, listening for the slightest whisper, a single footstep, any clue that might lead him to his first and final stand against this devil, this puppet-master whose strings held his wife in an endless dance of submission. Silence. The eerie.