I pulled over by her and stopped the car. I asked her if she need a ride somewhere. She said she did and got in. She got out a cigarette, lit it an...d gave it to me, then she lit up another one for herself. I liked the idea of her giving me a cigarette from her moist lips as I could taste her and I could tell she like the way I took a draw on it long and slow. I asked her for her name and where she was headed. She said her name was Cassie and she had no particular plans on where she was. Then she remembered Doc and his syringe. ‘Sweet Jesus, what have they done to me?’Before she could ponder the question further, she heard Josh confirm the obvious, “God, Mom, they’re milking you.”When Doc and Steve returned the following morning, they were happy to find their guest producing milk. Once they moved Josh to a chair, they revamped Lisa’s restraints.No longer hooked to the milking equipment, Lisa was fastened into a neck and head harness. While still bent at the waist, her body now. . uh, with everything that's been happening, I like totally forgot."Denise sat down. The sexual tension had fled the room, with the combination of the interruption and the news we would be having company for the rest of the day. Denise said, "well, this somewhat changes things. Joan said she'd be dropping Marie off in half an hour."Lissa nodded, and glanced involuntarily at the flagging wiggler in my lap. As often happens when I've been highly aroused and subsequently lose my erection, a juicy. I would support them with all I had, but I would have to support myself as well. Chelsea would surely seek out another man to cure her sexual frustrations. Her mother would fall under depression and resentment.Everything Chelsea did to me in the past days, all the joy she taught me that a little girl could give to a man like me. I would never trust myself around young girls again. I would either cave in and hurt somebody else or choose the only permanent way out of this mentally disturbing.