." Um, mister, I'm, I'm kissing and licking your... you know... your..." Say it..." He growled."I'm kissing and licking your... your poop spot. I'm li...king your poopspot because I'm your dirty girl and I like it. Please, please don'tpunish me!" You are my dirty girl. I love that you're saying what you like to do,but big girls don't call it a silly name like 'poop spot'. I want you tocall it what it is, call it my shithole. Now say that you like lickingand kissing my shithole!"I sobbed slightly,. There was no chance they could make anybody sick, so I was ready to go into production.I mixed over one gallon of raw shine up to make two cases of punch in 8oz bottles. I left it in the storage box until eight o'clock then I loaded it up and left on my run. I only had two stops on my run.First I went to Monk's Biker Bar owner friend. He was glad to see me, which made me feel better. He agreed to sell, and setup an introduction this year to his business associates might sell the punch. It was a. " Bob said as a matter of fact.Joshed blushed again. "Yeah, I'm not into that sorry, but thanks for the offer."A week passed and nothing happened Josh was cutting his grass on a Saturday morning and asked his usual."Can I do anything else for you?" Josh asked.Bob laughed. "Yeah $200 for two hours."Josh blushed. "I-I... can't I mean... yeah, I want the money... but I'm not into it, not with a dude. Take my brain out and then you can rent my body for 2 hours," Josh joked.Bob looked and studied. Allow us to help you get well, girl. Maybe you'd like to come and give birth with us? You're welcome to stay with us as long as you like?" I... I, need to think about it." Sure! You make the decision in your own time."Sharmila lay stretched out on the bed on her back. She was naked except for a brief pair of blue panties. Her bronze skin glistened with fragrant oils and she wore a contented grin, looking down at the swell of her big tummy.Mary sat beside her. She too was naked except for a pair.