His fussy wife gave me biscuits and a large glass of milk and when she had left us we started to put fresh sweet smelling hay in the cages but than I ...ad to ask him to use the toilet after my milk. He smiled and told me to use the corner of the shed where there was a square of bricks missing from the floor and it was freshly dug. He was a white haired man, old enough to be my grandfather and as I was then desperate I took my pants off, hitched my dress up and squatted, blushing crimson when he. We were truly into each other. Then she left to get dressed. I took a shower. Brushed my teeth, dressed and left the already empty room to go downstairs for breakfast. There I met some terrible hung over people. Seemed most of my relatives had a rough night. Skinny cousin was also there. She offered me seat on her side. I accepted. We had a casual conversation. No mentioning the night before. But also no tension between us.Today a trip to the town center was planned. And executed. We all went. No weapons in my bag, no knives, or corrosive substances. I flipped it over, looking for a clue, something. I found nothing, and set the paper down to look back up at this bastard.What was going on? I straightened up, and looked at him, my eyebrows coming down a bit."What is the problem?" I had had it with this game. There was nothing wrong in my bag, nothing at all!"Ma'am, is this yours?" He pulled up the zip lock bag of my toys. Dildo, and jackrabbit vibrator. I felt a blush rise from my. After raiding garbage cans for a week, (you would be surprised at the crap that people put into those things) he decided to find a job. He didn't exactly mind the garbage can cuisine, but his bio-brain did - violently. While passing a combination campground and recreational facility, he noticed a "help wanted" sign. The manager didn't like dogs, but a watch cat wouldn't do, and he got to thinking that a bio-dog would probably do about as well as a three-hundred year old watchman. The insurance.