”“How did you know?” Yvonne queried.“Just a guess. Don’t worry it doesn’t show ... yet! Whose is it?” he inquired.“It could be yours y...ou know,” Yvonne said, “In fact I think it is.”“Do you really think so?” he asked.“Don’t be...” her mother started but she was interrupted as David continued, “If you think so we should make a fortune, or at least medical history. Except for the first time, and you’ve had at least one period since then, you’ve only swallowed my cum. You may not have been told but. ’ Chastity was useful when I had dealing with important Indians: businessmen, high priests, village headmen and the like. I allowed them to have her for a night or two, and they were so delighted to have a pukka memsahib moaning in ecstasy beneath them they agreed to anything I wanted. However, the last man who used her so enthused about her beauty, agility, passion, and vigour, it made me angry. ‘The woman is like a tigress’, he said, ‘I have bites all over my body’. If Chastity was a tigress. “You mother fucker!” he yelled as he grabbed my husband Jack. I tried to stop him, but Jack had Mike by the throat and Jim was grabbing my girls out of harms way. Jack put his elbow into my face breaking my nose that it was pulverized. Then I saw Jack being lifted in the air by Mike and smashed into the dryer door and a very loud thud, then a grunt as his body collapsed onto the ground. Mike had me in his arms kissing my bloody face mixed in with my tears. The superintendent had the police out. After a discussion of the Boston Tea Party, it was off to Accounting. I waited for Zoe at the door to the classroom. She didn't show up until just before the bell rang."You were almost late," I said."Got tied up at my last class," said Zoe sullenly."Is something wrong?" I asked.Zoe shook her head and went to her table, while I went to mine. Class was more of the balance sheet. I kept looking over at Zoe. She looked really sad. I made it a point to talk to her after class.When the bell rang at.