Her sobs increasing in strength with each moment, she stumbles awkwardly after me through the living room. The rope tugs at her hands from behind, for...ing her to bend forward. Her hip bumps the side table and then bounces of the corner of my divan, as she struggles to coordinate herself walking backward. She tries walking sideways and almost trips. I have to give a harsh tug on the rope to keep her steady, spinning her back to me, and raising the volume of her cries.The next thing she tries is. "She's taking a few weeks off," the professor sighed and I noticed he looked haggard, far more tired than he normally did."What happened?" Seems she slipped and fell in her kitchen last night and... no, she didn't break her hip," he interrupted, seeing my look of concern. "But she's in a lot of pain." You seem kind of blue," I ventured, thinking I knew the reason why."Oh God. Don't get me started. The Nazi in the next room has been reorganizing since she got here. I'm afraid to go out of my. “Are we going to have any problems acquiring more lead?” asked Grant.“No,” answered Gabe. “With the Governor’s new rule on fowling shot we’re going into the shot business. We’ll buy lead bricks, melt them and part of that will go through a process to make what Drew calls dropped shot. The shot is measured and wrapped in thin paper and sealed with wax. Part of our sales price is an equal weight amount of their old shot. We’ve made certain everyone knows the paper is supposed to be discarded. . both of us?”Leigh just grunted and hunched against her mom’s fingers, then she felt the older woman leaning back with her. Josie sat back and drew sweet Leigh into her lap, the puppy all the while licking his way from Leigh’s titties down her sensitive tummy. Resting her chin on her daughter’s shoulders, Josie drew the girl’s smooth, sparsely-haired cunt lips back, exposing the small pink cleft of inner cunt to Sam’s sensitive nose. She watched as the young dog snuffled at the slit, pressing.