I stop, realizing I have forgotten to milk her fully. So I detour into the kitchen where she bounds up on her milking table without being told. She mu...t really be full this morning. As I put my hands around her breasts, I can feel the fullness. If she keeps up like this, I may have to start milking her four times day. That could be inconvenient. I will have to consider that. Perhaps an automatic milker for when I am at work. I have been able to make it home for her lunch milking but adding. I know it’s a lot to dump on you, but I just feel so angry and hopeless and scared right now, and I needed someone to talk to and you were the first person I thought of, and I’m sorry because it’s so late and I shouldn’t have called you, but---” The woman’s innermost feelings continued to tumble from her mouth as she sobbed, but her friend listened to every word intently.Timothy didn’t speak until she finished. “McKenzie, I’m glad that you called me.”“I’m sorry for bothering you.”“Don’t. Pepper but Tab and Diet Pepsi never passed the taste test for me.We met Chris and Mandy at the course. We had taken the Land Cruiser over so we could bring April's clubs. She got her own locker and I got my clubs out for the day. Chris and Mandy were warming up on the putting green. April and I split a small bucket of balls at the driving range to get our bodies loosened up. We went back to the putting green and I watched Mandy and then Chris to see how good they were. They were all right. Not. ”“I’m pretty sure I don’t know everything,” I replied, “But I can teach you what I know and we can learn the rest together.”With that assertion, I moved my concentration from her lips to the rest of her face. I slowly massaged her shoulders while giving her little kisses and nips all over her face and neck. She moaned when I moved behind her to kiss the back of her neck. I grasped the hem of her t-shirt pulling it up over her small, bra-encased breasts. She raised her arms so I could pull it.