Milk the cows

Rather than clean the house like I did yesterday, this time I decide to milk the cows. It is important that this is done regularly. I still remember what my uncle thought me last time I was here. Like with the suction cups on the cow’s udders and even how to start the pasteurization process.

About an hour later all the cows have been milked. This was so much easier without a constant erection. I could actually focus for once. As a matter of fact, I even have time left to collect eggs from the chickens. Which of course I do.

It is only when I am putting the eggs in the fridge that Athena comes back.

“Hey cuz. I’m back. Got your M&M’s too.” She announces.

“Great.” I say and come to help her unload.

Amongst the groceries I notice a slightly abnormal amount of toilet paper.

“Athena, do we really need this much.” I ask when I handle one of the packs.

“Well, we were low on rolls.” Athena explains. “And there’s this disease going around. What if it gets here and it gives us diarrhea? We’re gona needs lots of it then. And if it doesn’t get here, well, it’s not like it’s going to spoil.”

Can’t fault her logic over there. Better to have it and not need it, than need it but not have it.

After unpacking the groceries Athena asks me if I can make dinner again. As I am working on the food, Athena retreats to her room. To change her clothes, she says. ‘Change into her underwear’ she probably means. Good lord, I’m going to have an erection during dinner again.

When dinner is ready, I call for her. While waiting for her to come down, I prepare two plates. One for me and another for her. When Athena finally joins, I am shocked by what she’s chosen to wear tonight.