She wasn’t hurting at all, and somehow the crying she heard kept her stamina up and she never once felt like stopping.She did stop straight after th... sixtieth spank. She put the brush down on the table and rubbed her son’s bottom, felt how hot it was, saw how red, and yes bruised, it was. Scott’s crying filled the room and she let him lay there, chest heaving, as she rubbed his bottom and waited for him to recover.The crying did subside and Scott lay more heavily across his Mum’s lap. He knew. It was dark outside by that time so she was limited to walking through the rooms with overhead lights.Her thoughts bounced between David's behavior and ideas for the project, yet she was getting nowhere on either subject. As she walked from the rundown kitchen to the foyer, a male voice startled her from her thoughts."What are you doing here?" Oh! Dear God!" she exclaimed while jumping back. "Jeffrey! You scared the hell out of me!"He laughed at her reaction. "I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to. "Now listen to me. Go home to your island. Free your slaves and create a civilization and prosper. You have no way to go home. You are just like us, and I'm tired of killing people that we need. The aliens that brought us to this world have played a cruel joke on you. They ripped you from the seventeen hundreds, and dropped you on this world. So now you know. It is now two thousand and eight. Almost three hundred years have gone by. I know it only seems like months for you. But it isn't." Your. . “kya” I asked. “Kuch nahi” she replied. Then after few seconds she said “Jab Guidya doodh piti thi to kabhi kabhi Jatin bhi rat ko pita tha….. “ she laughed like anything… and I too laughed….. “Sach” I asked…. “Hmmmm”.By this time her baby was done and slept. She kept the baby aside. and looked out for breast. Drops were coming one after one and she kept her hand below her nipple to avoid milk drop on clothes. “Koi kapda hai kya” she asked. I handed out one old cloth. Her full breast was.