Everyone else wanted me to be a nice obedient little housewife." "Everyone else?" "Yes, my mother, my older sisters, my friends. My sisters used to cu... recipes out of the newspaper and paste them into scrap books. They were saving them so that after they were married they could have wonderful meals ready when their husbands came home from a hard day at work. Timmy that attitude was pounded into me from the day I was born until the day I left for college." Kelly shook her head. "That's not me! I. Yet she couldn't help but moan while it feasted on her, the euphoria was unrelenting while such a strong tongue swirled over the trapped flesh. Her milk was spraying into the back of its throat, followed by loud gulps, the discomfort ebbing from her udder as he drained the overfilled ducts. It was growing atop her while it fed, white skin hardening up into a leathered brown hide, its mouth spreading wider over the circumference of her breast. It was yanking at her tit with selfish growls,. It was the local brunch eatery where the hoi polloi of Comanche hung out.I went up to the counter and asked for a plate of migas – the Mexican equivalent of scrambled eggs with whatever-you-got-in-the-kitchen – and a plastic bowl of water for my dog."Ay! Hyew got un perro! Where did hyew fin' heem? Let me esee!" She grabbed a plastic bowl from under the counter, filled it up and was out the door before I could make up a story about finding him. Outside, she headed straight for my car, and the. What was happening to my parents? That's what scared me the most. Bill of rights? If the guards were any indication, I didn't have any rights.I pushed the thoughts of my parents out of my mind. I had to deal with this first."You don't say much."I just looked at Ray. He shook his head and sank back into himself, mumbling. I decided then and there that the man on the old T.V. show was right. Trust no one. As far as I could see, I was well and truly fucked. Unlike humans, these fuckers are.