So as common Welty to my fellow story tellers. I myself will tell you the most intimate moments that I never caught on camera or phone.This story will... begin as any other. Coming home from work. HARD WORK AT THAT! Life was at it's grandest. I had found out about what my slave had done behind my back on New Years of 2012. I sent her off. Threw everything out sent my best regards to her people and left all her belongings to their house. Told her to never show her face to me ever again. Weeks would. Nude BartendingMy car broke down in a small hick town in a rural area called Delhi, Illinois. As I quickly found out they pronounce it Dell-ee rather than Dell-hi. Go figure! The attendant at the local repair shop told me that I would have to stay in town until he got the parts sent in from Saint Louis. It was only a thirty mile trip but he said that it would take a day or two. Terrific!To top it off the only place to stay within walking distance was over the local bar, a place called Cabin. During these thoughts, he doesn’t know when he got the sleep.Next day morning, he woke up bit earlier than the usual time and left to office without having much conversation with his wife. During his office hours, he called his boss on the phone and enquired about Anwar’s health. Boss again started crying on the phone by telling his son’s condition and stressed on the fact that, we need to start the medication procedure as soon as possible.Boss: I am trying my best to find a lactating woman. I. "Hi Linda," Dannie called as she ran her hand over her swollen belly. As Ken closed the front door Linda removed her jacket and hung it in the closet before she walked over to the recliner and gave Dannie a big smile as she looked down at the pregnant eleven year old. Now well into her eighth month the girl's belly and tits had swollen to the point that she had trouble getting around."How are you doing sis?" Ken asked as he closed the closet door and walked over to join Linda, looking down at.