"Is anyone there?" Yes, yes, it's me. But I can't talk now." I looked up at my mother whowas putting the milk back into the fridge. "I'll come over to...your placeand we can talk more."I jumped off the chair and handed the phone to my mother. "Mom, can I goover Bill, uh Billy's house?"She took the phone and hung it up. "Of course, but you aren't supposedto be there until noon. And you need to finish your milk, get dressedand clean up your room." But..." Don't argue with me young man. Now go!" She. I brought up one of my hands and pushed one of my fingers into her mouth, which she proceeded to lather it with her saliva. I thought I had mistakenly heard her say ‘I’ve got an even better idea’, but she then took hold of my hand and slowly brought it right into her panties. Holy shit! She was utterly soaking wet. Her panties were so hot and moist, I wondered how much longer she would last before she climaxed. I began to toy with her clitoris, but I remained committed despite my desire to. Besides, while these women may not live a long life, they certainly are treated well while theyre here. They have a far better life here on the island than most of em would have had back home in some dirty little village, battling hunger while popping out babies. Q: I gathered from yesterday you recently traded two women for the nine little girls you delivered here last night. How do you know when theyre only four and five years old that they will be&hellip,. A: Acceptable? Well, of course we. It wasn't until we were both sitting with a cuppa in our hands that Betty told me why she wanted to talk.'I know what happened between you and Lyn, and I know why Lyn reacted the way she did.''That's more than I do.' I stated sadly.'It's a few things rolled up into one. The biggest thing is that since Sarah's father, Lyn has been so convinced that all men are the same that she's been out to prove it. Maybe that's why she always chose bastards to date, as they proved her point.Then you come.