.. then I thought about grounding you, but you're moping around here all the time anyway, so that wouldn't be a punishment either. So, what I want you...to do is to pick out ten books from this box." I dropped it on her desk. "Then, along with this one other book I picked out, I want you to read them and write a three-page book report on each one of them by next Monday night at the latest. Agreed?" I asked her.She nodded, relieved that there would be no pain involved."Oh, yes. Read this one last.. ’ She kissed his cheek and said, ‘I can see in your eyes just how thrilled you are to own this and have it back in the family again.’ ‘I really am. Are you sure you won’t go with me to see Aunt Mary?’ ‘I’m sure. If she can remember anything about this old place, you take notes okay?’ ‘Of course honey.’ Aunt Mary was the only relative old enough to remember the old home, and she had actually spent some time living there as she recovered from a fever and some complications, all from an. We had the hoofed critters penned up and had been trucking in hay from outlying farms.Nobody liked the taste of goat milk to start with. We boiled it for sanitary reasons and we thinned it with water for drinking purposes. It was still much better than powdered or reconstituted milk.If we had any one problem, it was rats. They were everywhere now. It must have been natural for them to take over. We had built a special feed barn with rat proof racks inside. A rat can climb or claw on almost. I am proud of your cock and wouldn't mind if you fucked her. It actually makes me wet thinking about it"."Shit, are you tricking me or trying to bust me if I say yes"? he asked. He thought there must be a catch. There must be something Vickie wanted in return. Frank asked "What is in it for you"?"Maybe I would like to watch her struggle to take your big monster. You know we always had a competitive streak between us".She smiled at him and said "you never know, maybe Red would like a shot at.