He went directly to the constable's office and hitched his horse out front. The mare looked very disappointed and stamped her feet, blowing steam, tos...sing her head. Beall patted her neck and promised her oats."Ah, Mr. Beall from the outlying districts," said Wainright jovially, standing and offering his hand. "I have a pleasant surprise for you, a remarkable one indeed. Please take off your coat, have a seat and prepare to be astonished."Beall sat and Wainright produced a folded and very. Binding and beating her tits, leaving handprints and purple welts from his crop. She had tried so hard to be brave, chin in the air, jaw tightly clenched. Her eyes, flashing with defiance at every stroke, every slap. Biting her lower lip, trying not to cry out. He'd stroked her hair, grabbed a handful and viciously yanked her head back, then kissed her hard on the lips."Tell me how much you love me" his open hand landed a stinging slap to her right cheek. She gasped at the blow, quickly. It took a couple of long seconds but then I heard it. I was expecting a sound I had heard many times before but this was different. Instead of the bleating of a newborn calf I heard a cry, a human cry. It was the cry of a newborn human baby.“My God Mama you just gave birth to a baby, a human baby not a calf.” the vet said.These words didn't make sense to me. How was this possible? I started to cry as they helped me off my rack. I sat down on some clean hay and after checking him over the vet. Apparently I was not even allowedbad habits. "Well, what did your Amber do while she was bored?"I walked into the kitchen, and saw a small bowl of pasta primaverawaiting for me. I hate that stuff -- the roasted vegetables, theabsolute lack of meat. It even smelled horrible. "This, this is herfavorite dish?" I know I'm going to have to eat it, but I'm certainlynot going to enjoy it.I knew my "father" was watching the video Irecorded -- it's going in the other room. God knows how many hits.