The air has a musty, unused tinge to it. You start to walk around while I sit down in the hay trying to shake the water from my hair. My shirt is stic...king to my hard nipples, erect from the wet coolness. I pluck at my shirt trying unsuccessfully to pull it away from my nipples. I look up and see you standing before me, stripped to the waist and shoeless. Your long, wet hair hanging over your eyes accentuates a primitive essence about you as you stand in the dim light. I feel myself become wet. Women did lactate out of nowhere, no? Something or another, a condition I had no idea about just happened to get triggered today. I bet that if Mandy tasted it, she’d confirm it was just milk. Yes, I had to ask her and then… figure out a lie. I would tell her she was drinking the usual milk we had here because I thought it had gone sour and needed a second opinion. Yeah.I grabbed a different cup and squeezed my other breast milk into it, breathing a sigh of relief at how good that felt. So. I touched her. I ran my fingers through her hair, across her breasts, up her legs, and into her pussy. We stayed this way for much longer than I figured I could last as Lissa built toward her climax. There was no way for me to hold back when it hit.After we showered, we had coffee together in what appeared to be an empty house. Perhaps Wendy was still asleep as she’d worked late last night. I supposed that Melody and Kate could be in Kate’s room, but we weren’t going to investigate. This was my. If he hadn’t tried to rob me I wouldn’t have shot him.’ Under the table he loosened his Remington .44 in its holster, he was expecting trouble with from this group. The large man roared and went for the pistol stuck in his belt. Before he could get it out Dillon stood, drew his own gun and fired. The two other men went for their guns at the same time but Dillon was much faster and fired two more shots in quick succession. When the noise and smoke cleared there were three dead men lying on the.