God, that made me hot!I decided right then and there that I was going to go see her. I still needed her last name. I had to figure a way to get it. I ...kept watching the author comments and Beth/Sharon got on a lot. To some of the other female authors she called herself Beth. I knew it was her because I followed all her stories and waited for the other writers to mention them. It was like listening to someone's phone conversation but reading it instead. A lot of what she talked to these other. When you learn to drive the tractor, you will be taking hay and other things to Mrs. Grinsted and you can bet you are going to be one fucked little white boy. Now you better get in that house and get you some food cause you gona need your strength.At the mention of food my belly started sending signals thinking my throat been cut. Food was the last thing that had been on my mind since my last meal. I took off in a hurry to get my supper. I went in the kitchen door after scrapping my brogans. Maria Elena pointed at the toilet and then turned to face the wall so the Danubian could relieve herself. The cell door opened shortly afterwards. Of course, the man standing at the door was her tormenter. Both servants immediately fell to their knees. The man put two plates of food on the floor, kicked both servants several times, and ordered them to eat. Maria Elena noticed that the Danubian had glanced at her with total hatred. As she nervously put her mouth into the food and tried to eat,. Ab wo chuhe ke dar se mere piche khadi thi.Maine room ki window open krke chuhe ko bhagaa diya. Ab aunty kafi relax ho gayi aur maine aunty se dekha to wo pura pasine se bhigi hui thi. Unka towel short hone ki wajah se wo apne gaand aur chuchiyo ko thik se chipa nahi saki. Mai unhe ek baar dekh liya aur hall me aake baith gya. Kuch hi waqt aunty gown pahen ke aa gayi . Ab wo muze najre nahi mila ti. Unhone safaimkrna suru kiya tha. Jaise hi wo safai krne niche zuk jati to aunty ke chuchiya.