In the meantime, the fire had picked up considerably, and it was getting really warm in the living room. It didn’t show on Julie, however. She was s...ill crying and shaking from the cold. I needed to do something. I remembered there was still a partial bottle of Jim Beam in the dining room from a party a number of weeks earlier. I had to give up drinking, pretty much, during the stay in the hospital, and had lost my taste for liquor. Most of my friends hadn’t - hence the bottle.I went to the. I started to get hot and wet when i read that story." Really?" Yes it was kind of funny, I was reading it at the library and I started to get hot and rather wet down there, if I gave in I may have gone off to the lady's room and took matters seriously."I was feeling pretty good, an older educated lady telling me she liked my stories, that they got her hot and wet. Well, I could make her hot and wet too."So Helen, are you still working?" Part time, I did retire but had too much time on my hands,. I had an opportunity to relive this experienceforever, knowing that I would never again see this beautiful, wonderfulgirl, the love of my life. Or so I thought. ________ Time went by and eventually the inevitable occurred. My company foldedand I was unemployed. I did not know what I was going to do. I was givena small amount of unemployment pay from the government, but I knew I neededto find a new job soon or I was going to be out on my ass and sleeping inmy car. A few days after I. Crumpling under the weight of the stress I felt, I fell into the warmth of her breasts, my mouth hanging open, her nipple filling it as I let my tongue caress her light colored areola. I'm sure some memory of suckling at her when I was a baby was buried in my subconscious. But, this felt like a first. The first sight of her voluptuous chest, the first touch of her soft warm nipple, the first taste of her sweet milk. I licked at her and let the initial flavor coat my tongue. She gasped slightly.