." Sharon's voice tailed off as she saw that the Emir was not placated in any way by this. Indeed she sounded foolish even to herself."Put simply, for...you clearly are a simpleton, if the slave is returned to Kobekistan you cannot own her, nor can any of your staff, by your own laws, but you still owe the auctioneer the price you bid, plus commission plus interest, and she has no legal owner, and it may take a change in the laws of Kobekistan to straighten the situation out. If she stays in the. You can't.She wants it.She must have felt you were a futa. She's young. You have to get out of here.But she wants it.It's sin! She's married. Madeline, get out of here! Do the right thing.But I want it!I grabbed Mrs. Spencer's tit through her nursing bra and latched onto her dark-red nipple. I suckled. Her milk squirted into my mouth. I shuddered at that wonderful flavor. It spilled rich and warm over my mouth.I closed my eyes and suckled again. The milk splashed against the back of my throat.. He must know Don is looking out for me. Finally, Christmas morning: the tree mom and I decorated looks great with the presents under it. Most are small things in big boxes. Mom and I watch as Robbie finally gets to open his Play Station. He is ecstatic. The look on his face is worth every penny mom spent on the gift. After breakfast I suggest we go for a walk. Robbie wants to stay and play with his gift, but, mom convinces him to come with us. With the key to the new house in my purse, we set. I told her I was in the same situation my wife was home in Missouri and it would be at least another couple of weeks before I could get home. She said it must get lonely out on the road all of the time and gave me a kind of come-on sideways glance. I told her yes it did but I had some nice couples that kind of took me in on some lonely weekends. She kind of raised her eyebrows and asked, white couples? I grinned and said you got it. She said her husband Jason had suggested something like that.