" What about her?" I'm afraid to say, sir, that she ain't done her duty as a mother should sir. She never explained nothing to the mistress, sir, abou...t marriage and the like."Martha stood facing her employer with a little trepidation, wondering if she was doing the right thing. Then she remembered the pleasures she had had in the stables, and how frightened Angelica was, and determined to press on with her plan."I know that last night the mistress wasn't a proper wife for you, sir, but it. While driving and drinking wine Marcella told me thatthe hosts put on great parties. Last time the husband,Bob, was nude except for fairy wings and the drunker hegot the more cock he sucked off.His wife, Alice, the one Marcella had the hots for, wasdressed as a leopard. She had a long tail, spots on hernude body, cat’s ears, whiskers and “Pussy” paintedabove her shaved cunt. Marcella was disappointed that she couldn’t get closeto Alice, what with all the men lined up to. I found a big rhododendron bush that was at least ten feet tall. Some one had trimmed all the dead stuff from the inside of the bush and once I climbed inside I was pretty much invisible if someone walked by.I lowered my jeans to my ankles along with my white briefs so I could expose my throbbing cock to the afternoon air. I gripped my pecker in a very familiar way and only pulled on it two or three times when I heard voices coming down the path. I froze as a couple, a little older than me,. Understanding that something larger was going on with all the women and me, I began to worry whether we were lab experiments. "Why is there a ship in orbit that protects us but never sends anyone down to see me?" Every fiber in my body shouts this baby is special, Von," Hazel confessed. "Our child is unique for a reason, Moon Mother's blessing can't be denied."Our stroll ended at the Woman's Center before I knew we were even going there. Hazel had guided our path and I was totally focused on.