Chapter Fifty Six
Note To Dr. Powers
A becalmed Christy sits at her small desk. With Jim’s departure and the completion of household duties, Saturday afternoon is dedicated to school work. Having been milked, her hormonal imbalance is somewhat better in line. And it may be my imagination but I do believe her n*****s are blossoming with the daily dose of prolactin. Yes, milking has the calming effect of climax without the ecstasy of ejaculation, male pleasure never again to be achieved.
Instead I had Christy dribble into a soup bowl, my penetrating fingers working diligently.
I boot up my computer to check my email. But first I do a search and find a site offering longer points of intrigue. These are of steel. And whereas the current set serves to aggravate, suppressing anything more th
