Andy was a bit younger than his son when he himself started fucking around and sucking dick. He grew up living in the country. His neighbor had a larg... dairy farm, and young Andy used to have a blast helping the farmer herd the cows back in to the barn in the evenings, and get them ready to be fed and milked. He liked helping out with the contraption that milked the cows. He didn't know much about it, but he knew the machine sucked the milk out of the cow's udders faster than anyone could do it. "Steve asked me out on another date this weekend," I said. Cathy grabbedmy hands and said, "You lucky girl, another date with your new boyfriend.I hope you said yes, Terri?"I looked back at Cathy saying, "Do you really think he is my boyfriend?Can I have a boyfriend? I am married to you!"Cathy said in a sweet mellow tone, "Terri, yes you can have a boyfriend,it is all part of your disease treatment and very important that youallow these feminine emotions to develop. This will help beat. He ruthlessly pulled his mind back to the task at hand: problems with one of their major clients."Thanks, Jayne," he said when she fell silent and straightened. He peered up at her for a moment, studying her face. She wasn't a classic beauty like Leanne, but she was pretty. Her good looks were the reason he'd hired her in the first place, although he quickly discovered her preternatural ability to remember things—from names and faces to facts and figures. She was also loyal, which he valued. Rising gently to his feet, sure he had made enough of a thud toalert anyone still in the castle of his presence he walked over to the bumpand trod on it, there was something hard beneath. Feeling his curiosity gettingthe better of him he peeled the corner of the rug back, noting how clean andwell kept the material was, before long he unveiled a large metal trap door,the cause of his trip was the big round iron handle. Tip toeing to the front of the opening he threaded his fingers through.