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Momo and Chloe had consumed the same amount of alcohol, but other than a slightly raised mood, they seemed no different than usual. I had heard that cats had really good kidneys and maybe it was the same for mice? After a while, the alcohol stopped granting energy and instead gave a steady dose of lethargy with every drop. The girls all fell asleep on the couch, leaning against each other. Betty joined them, forcing me out of my seat. Lorraine called it a night and brought her “pillar men” upstairs with her to sleep in the guest room. Hopefully, we wouldn’t hear any creaking mattress springs. It was just me and Elise, back in the dining tits room, still talking over drinks. I was telling her about the deer girl. “What would you have named her?” Elise asked. I looked at the bottle in my hand, peeling at the label with my thumbnail to simply keep myself busy. “I tried to avoid thinking about it, it just hurt too much. But when I was digging her grave, I started to wonder. I sorted through names, trying to decide what the best one would have been. I settled on Penelope.” Elise gave a soft giggle. “Momo, Sonja, Chloe, and Penelope. You certainly have a unique naming sense. I’d like to ass think I know what you felt. I’ve lost plenty of animals, I lost my parents one right after the other.” “It wasn’t just the loss that hurt, it was the guilt. Had she just remained a normal deer in the wild, she would have eventually died, whether killed by predators, hunters, disease, old age, or still simply froze to death. But because I moved to that house, because I lived near her, she didn’t live long enough for any of that to happen. And it wasn’t like I had just hit a deer with my car and killed it, more like I injured it but that injury caused it to slowly die by the side of the road. But it was still more than that, because she was a person oral when she died. She might not have been your average Homo sapien, but she was a human being and she died a human’s death. It was like I made her just so she big could suffer.” “What do you mean?” “Imagine you were pregnant and out in the frozen wilderness. You go into labor and immediately after giving birth, your baby freezes to death. Or imagine finding out you had passed on some horrible disease to your child so they only live a few minutes before dying. That was their whole existence. That’s what it felt like when I realized what had happened.” I looked back into the living room, where the girls were all sleeping soundly. “Those girls in there, they’re my lovers, but in a way, they’re also like my children. I made them what they are, I’ve taken care of them from brushing their teeth to teaching them how to read, and I’ve loved them in every way possible. I suppose in any other situation that would butt sound weird and creepy, and believe me, I was definitely conflicted when Momo first appeared, thinking that it would be wrong for me to touch her, but I’ve come to realize that the exotic life I’ve built with them can’t be described or judged by any kind of cultural norm. I’m just an average guy, but they’re one of a kind.” While the conversation was somber, Elise was looking at me with a warm smile and sparkling eyes. “The fact that you feel like that makes me think that you’re the best person for this to happen to. Ravi grasped both her breasts butt in his hands. I bet she was clenching her cunt down exotic on him like I did to Daddy, her breasts tits swaying and jiggling. “Hah. I wanted to keep talking. She grunted as she sucked and Jerry’s nuts tightened in her hand as he swung his cock into ass her head. He looked right into her big eyes. Had he left? His parents almost never came down here unless they were entertaining poolside, oral and they weren’t doing that on a Sunday evening. Carissa carefully buckled the thong to the back of her belt while Vasiliki regarded her with cold amusement. The girls' boobs visibly squashed a little further under the weight and Sammie gritted her teeth not wanting to show the crowd she was suffering. Obi-Wan Kenobi meets Indiana Jones, I hoped the eagle feather helped.