There were the usual shakers of salt and pepper, some small containers of what appeared to be skim milk or cream, and several large, empty glasses with a faint sheen of white liquid on their inside surfaces.There were the usual shakers of salt and pepper, some small containers of what appeared to be skim milk or cream, and several large, empty glasses with a faint sheen of white liquid on their inside surfaces. The door to the kitchen opened, and a cute young girl who didn't appear to be more than fourteen or fifteen years old appeared. She had on a classic French maid's uniform , complete with high heels, stockings, and short flared skirt that showed the tops of her stockings and garter clasps clearly. Her legs were slim and tanned, strong and muscular, the typical legs of a growing teenager. "They're watching, and if you don't finish it all, you'll be punished." The girl spoke almost vacantly as she dropped a plate in front of Jessica. It contained three medium sized pancakes with blueberries, two fried eggs, and two slices of wheat toast. There was also a cup of steaming coffee, a glass of milk, and a tumbler of orange juice. At first Jessica could see no reason why she would not wolf down the entire plate, as she as so famished. But then she looked at the food more closely. Each item on the plate had a covering of the whitish liquid she had come to recognize so quickly in the recent days. It was poured over the pancakes like vanilla syrup. The eggs seemed dipped in it. And Jessica could easily see it mixed in and spread over the butter on the toast. She shuddered. She picked up the glass of milk, knowing as she brought it to her nose and sniffed that it wasn't milk at all, but a full eight ounce glass of semen. Jessica looked at the young girl with pleading eyes. She was astonished to find her looking at the food with obvious relish. "Do you eat this way?" she asked. "Are you kidding? I always have it that way. I love it! I had two full helpings this morning. Try it, you'll like it!" the young teen answered with a smiling face. Jessica glumly set about the task. Luckily, the normal taste of the food disguised the semen taste for the most part, but she could still sense the salty tartness of the liquid. |