He felt no empathy for them at all.When he was three year old his mother gave birth to a daughter, his sister. She died at the age of ten, but Tom fel... nothing. No tears, no emotion at all. His parents turned against him, and until he left home, they made his life hell.When he finally left home he swore he would never return, and never did. Even his mother’s funeral was missed. He could have gone, but he could find no reason to do so. During his life, many people had died, people he knew,. She gasped and started giggling. She tried to compose her face and failed. "Oooh hah." she tried to take the grin off her face and failed and began laughing again. "I'm sorry, Sir. I, I, I just can't help myself. But you do have to admit that it's funny." Oh? Is it funny enough to have your business license pulled?" The deadly serious look on his face left no question of his state of mind. "Believe me, I can and may get a court order to close the front doors of this place while an inventory is. While I was getting the laundry was going, Sandy and Cassie had been sitting on the couch quietly talking to one another. 'Girl talk' I said to myself and busied myself doing some 'make work' things until I could see the two ladies had finished their talk. I joined them and we talked about all kinds of things, none of them related to what was happening here at the cabin.Sandy was curious about how I came upon this place and how I could afford it. I told them that a co-worker knew the previous. ” Then he pierced me with those fierce blue eyes.His eyes scanned my body, first my mouth, then overly full breasts, lingering on my full pregnant stomach, and then my pussy. He nodded in approval and then a man, who I hadn’t noticed near me, lowered my body from my suspension. My feet touched the ground but could not support me as the blood rushed through them. I fell to the floor, landing mostly on breasts. I screamed in agony as I squished my milk-filled titties. My hands still being tied.