Closing her eyes, she let her head slump tiredly and sighed."I'm okay, Jim," she repeated as I continued to watch her. "I'm okay... It's my tits that ...aren't."Automatically my gaze was drawn down and I could see the two large wet spots on her night shirt. "You're leaking." I know that you fucking piss-ant! Tell me something I don't know. Oh, shit they ache..." Genevieve..." I began but she interrupted."Sorry. Sorry, I yelled but... Oh, God... I usually spend time using breast pumps before I go. " Great." Pat thought. "If the bags being heavy isn't bad enough, thestairs are almost murder to bring things up and down." Pat just noddedand did as he was told."Here we're going to be getting the white shirts soon." Carol said toRoger."We'll be switching next month." Roger said."Going to end up buying a lot of bleach," joked Carol. "We're going tobe a mess by the end of the day. Especially the meat and seafoodpeople."After spending a half hour on the trash, Pat spend an hour going up anddown. The wrinkled skin of his sack felt silky smooth and incredibly soft under my fingertips. "That's it, nice and gentle. Take good care of those boys and maybe they'll work up another big mouthful of cream for you," he said as I gingerly rolled those big round balls all around in the palms of my hands. I couldn't believe how big they were compared to my own little stones. I hefted them in my hands and was amazed at the heavy weight of them. I was picturing them filled with his warm succulent cum. Danny an' I would be over ta his place as soon as we finished breakfast. That would be 'bout daylight, considerin' when we usually ate breakfast.Danny an' I showed up on the appointed day, an' we all set ta work cuttin' trees fer the cabin walls. Along 'bout mid-mornin', Ethel Jorden came staggerin' back ta the cabin lookin' like she had been through a rough time. Well, she had. She an' Martha had been out pickin' berries fer a pie when they wuz set upon by six men. They had all raped Ethel,.