When I milked my cows at home, they would kneel over the spanking bench allowing their udders to hang downwards, their ankles were attached to a sprea...der bar so their pussies were open and able to be used, then I would raise the spanking bench up so the angle was a little more upright and turn the pump on and attach the pump to each nipple, their wrists were cuffed to the bottom of the spanking bench and they were blindfolded. This is where it got very interesting, dianna started to moan very. Things went on like that right up until the day she vanished.At the time I had no idea where she went and I didn't much care. Not for one second did I draw any comparison with the fact that my little brother Brian had gone off to University at about the same time.On leaving college I'd found myself a job with what I thought was a property maintenance company. Not quite humping bricks around, but near enough. I was a kind of office boy come general dogsbody. But the old boy who owned the place. He started looking straight in to my eyes.After 5 mins he broke his silenceHe: madam, you are looking damn sexy, what took you so long to wear this.Me: mmm I didn’t see itHe: so you like itI was quite and moved my eyes down, he took my face in his strong palms and kissed me on lips, for few seconds I shocked and didn’t move, but then I protested. By this time he is having his tong inside my mouth and paying with my tong. His saliva was already in my mouth and he drank all juice out of my lips.. .. but he never asked for money, not for any of them. And any he didn't sell or simply give away, he just left. What Gladys did with them, he never knew, and she never told him.He'd just started sketching an old guy that had come in off the streets. Not exactly homeless perhaps, he had enough at least to pay for his dinner. But it was obvious the man lived a hard and tough life. And so he began to sketch. Like always, when he really got into his drawings, paintings, he tended to shut everyone,.