" Or maybe it is," I said ruefully, recalling the ecstatic bawling I'd briefly witnessed on one of the Christian TV channels I'd skimmed through earli...r that evening. Americans didn't worship God in the same restrained manner as the Church of England does. Rather, it was conducted at a loud volume with high theatre and buckets of perspiration dripping from the preacher's brow and nose.After more than an hour of this commotion and some disconcerting screams, thumps and bangs, a general. "Hell," he mumbled to himself, "And here I've only known her less than half a day. Damned pain in the ass women."It felt good to relax for twenty minutes of rest. Then he suited back up for the cold and made his way to the milk barn. The milk cows were already waiting for him with heads through the stanchions. He locked the stanchions so the cattle could not walk away while he was milking them. He poured out the rations of grain and began the evening milking."Oh for the life of a rollicking. Dicks seemed to come in all sizes and shapes, lengths and widths, some covered and some open.The head Munchpie asked Dorothy if she had ever tasted cum. "It has magical properties," he told her, "you can drink it, you can rub it, you can even bathe in it."Dorothy thought the idea was bizarre, the only magical property she knew about cum was that it could get you pregnant. But she told the head Munchpie "I'm game." First you must strip, naked."Dorothy blushed but slowly start to strip. First. Beyond that, the partnerships were up for grabs, except that mother/son relationships were avoided. The reason was to try to have an adequate gene mix, considering what they had to start with.Julie led the choosing with all of the males absent from the discussion. It took about four hours to get all of the details worked out, and some of the girls swapped back and forth until everybody was happy with the distribution. The people too young to be included in this distribution would be accounted.