"You're indenial. You're really in denial." I am not in denial," I shot back.Getting her composure again, she looked me in the eye, "Really girl, you...re beyond that point. It's time you faced it. The best thing for youwould be to have your orchy and be done with it. Then you wouldn't beable to look back. Let me see what you have left down there." What, no," I protested."Come pull up your skirt and lower your panties, I want to see yourpackage," she ordered.I complied as ordered. Nervously. I was washing the glasses we drank out of at dinner, and I guess I let my mind wander a little because I was remembering back when I used to sit on Daddy’s lap after dinner and he and I would watch Mommy standing right where I was then, doing the dinner dishes with her back towards us, and that was when I got really, really scared. I didn’t hear Daddy get up from his chair and walk up behind me, I was still thinking about watching Mommy when she would do the dishes, but when he spoke right next. Taking his penis in her fingers she beganalternately squeezing and stroking the shaft. In spite of hisnervousness, Peter could not help erecting fully in her gentle butskilled hands. “That’s right Peter,” she encouraged him. “Make yourmember nice and stiff for me. It opens up the pores and helps the creamgo in.”She scooped out a generous glob of penis cream and began spreading itover his shaft. The fingers of one hand slipped up and down hissensitive shaft in. " Well, I'm not naked," I said.She laughed. "Well, that would be something, wouldn't it? I'd always be calling you out. I'd never deliver another calf myself — I'd just ring you up and wait for the show."It was my turn to laugh."All the other vets that have been here have worn some sort of gown over their clothes." Oh, yes - a calving gown. I don't like it much. It's plastic and it's cold and clammy and it gets in the way."I finished washing the cow's rear end and poured some water over the.