" If you want to get into the mood of the tale, we can always clean them off." Jeremy gave a little laugh, "I wouldn’t mind having you helpless on t...hat bar." And what would you do with me then you naughty man?" Margaret laughed too as she put her hand on the bulge at his crotch."Birch you and **** you perhaps." I’ve never been birched." Margaret paused for a while staring almost blankly at the screen. "Jeremy? This may sound odd but sometimes I miss not being beaten before sex. I mean, I don’t. I continued to struggle to kill Gerald. How could he fuck other people in our bedroom? How could he betray me like that? I saw Gerald with his bloody face getting up from the floor and disappeared into our bathroom. The shock and pain in my hands brought me back to Alexi and Paul. They held me tight against their naked bodies. I sensed the anger leaving me like a bad memory. My legs folded beneath me and I fell face down onto the bed, dragging them with me. Burying my face in the duvet, I cried. Turning back into the room, she stepped out of her nightgown, and paused in front of the full-length mirror. Not bad, she thought, for 40. The work on the farm was hard, especially since her husband Jock had died in the accident. But it had its rewards, not the least of which was a lean, firm body. Her big boobs looked slightly out of proportion now on her thin frame. God, how Jock had loved them. The pleasure they had brought them both. Worth every cent of the $10,000 they had paid.Cindy. "Are you getting turned on?" croaked Julia nervously."Yes. A bit." The idea of a boy, a sissy, - performing the mother'ssacred duty, - well, it gets my juices flowing. How often do you haveto express your milk?"Julia was quietly relieved that Jeanette did not seem too phased by herrevelation so she came clean."Uuhm, - three times a day." Three! But a cow only get's milked twice a day. You must producegallons!" No darling, just litres." Oh crickey! This is really cool! How many litres?".