I drink all the milk from that breast, and then squeeze her other tit into the bucket until it is dry. I ask the girls what will become of their babi...s. They tell me they will be raised well - girls should be sluts, but not until they're grown up. They'll learn what they need to so that when the girls come of age they'll be ready to spread their legs, and when the boys come of age they'll learn to treat girls like the sluts they are.Slavetoy is the last to need her "pain milking", but Laura. He just prayed with me. And saved me."Leena knew different. She had seen with her own eyes what her father had done to her friend but she didn't know that Eloise truly didn't remember.Eloise, in fact, had some fleeting doubts. Yesterday after praying with Reverend Wilson, along with the feeling of peace and fatigue from her religious experience she had a strange tenderness between her legs. But, despite what Leena said, Eloise knew that she would have remembered if her minister had fucked her.. With that done, I asked if we could stop by a used car lot. I went intending just to look, but then I saw a 1956 Ford T-Bird.It was in surprisingly good shape and had less than 50,000 miles on the clock. It was cherry red, which was Fiesta red, according to the factory color guide. It had the White leather interior, and both the soft top and hardtop. The hardtop had the optional opera windows, it had the 312 CI V8 with the optional three-speed plus overdrive manual transmission. I was in love.. His eyes did not meet mine in the mirror. ‘Why did you pick right now to tell me this?’ I asked. He didn’t answer. He did look up and saw me watching him in the mirror. I saw his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed his words. I stood to my full height so that I no longer had to look at him in the mirror. I heard the mattress groan and the floorboards squeak. I knew he had risen as well. The air stirred beside me. ‘We don’t have to talk about this now,’ he said. I still faced my vanity..