'Sumona' sat down and drank the milk. It was frigid.
"Those pitchers are working well, I see. When was the last time you but new ones?" she asked.
At the implied compliment about her breasts, she answered back, "Alice, I can't be a witch, I'll be chased out of town. It's hard enough blending in with this hair."
"Besides, I can't possibly keep up with demand. I only have my own two breasts, you have your goats. And if I could do it what would happen to you?"
She shook her head, "I don't know how no one has caught you milking those goats."
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Date: 2011-01-29 07:30 am (UTC)"Those pitchers are working well, I see. When was the last time you but new ones?" she asked.
At the implied compliment about her breasts, she answered back, "Alice, I can't be a witch, I'll be chased out of town. It's hard enough blending in with this hair."
"Besides, I can't possibly keep up with demand. I only have my own two breasts, you have your goats. And if I could do it what would happen to you?"
She shook her head, "I don't know how no one has caught you milking those goats."