.. my... my cunt! Oh the degradation of it all.I found my running shoes and was able to stuff bits of cloth into them to make them tight enough to tie...onto my much tinier feet. They looked like clown shoes on me now, two or three inches too long. At least the protected my tender feet."Now that I look like a bustier version of Rachael Welch in 2000 BC, should I go back to the village or on to civilization?" I asked myself.A tiny voice came to me through the trees, "Doog, Doog! Where you Doog?"I. I came near him and kissed him and said, yes Arun I am here for you, You can have me. The moment I said these words he jumped on me and started to kiss me, even I reciprocated, it’s been ages since I had some rough sex. I started to smooch him, and he pushed me towards the wall and started to press my boobs and simultaneously smooching me and his abdomen was constantly thrusting into my pussy. As I was not wearing any undergarments it was as if was touching my bare body. With one hand he was. "Pensive, she asked, "When do you think she'll come?" I don't know," I said. "Maybe we have the cold months left, or she may show up tomorrow." I'm not going with her," Morgan declared. "I won't."There was no need to explain to Morgan the vagaries of the justice system, broken and maimed that it was. We'd just have to wait and see.The winter was mild, and Morgan only missed three days of school. In mid-March, Dora appeared at my door.Dora wore a light dress and heels, shivering with the cold. Without a family to worry about, I was travelling constantly, promoting our product to new customers, negotiating deals, and generally being more successful than I had ever been. Apparently, the strain on my body was evident to the management of my division. In a surprise visit to my office one afternoon, the Executive Vice President of the corporation stuck his head in the door and asked if I had a few minutes for him. He was the number two guy in the entire corporation--of course I had time.