Your lips are soft upon mine. I feel your hand untying the belt of my robe. Kissing me deeply, passionately, you release the belt of my robe, letting ...t fall open. One side swings free, swinging with the rhythm of the swing. The night breeze, moist with the rain, caresses my bare breast, causing the nipples to grow hard. Your hand is warm upon my stomach. It just sits there, on my stomach, making me want you to move it, caress me with it. Your lips grow more demanding upon mine as the swing. We left George with his hands full of spun wool that Maud was winding into a ball.Because of the way the house was built, the girl's bedroom was over her mother's and father's, but she had a fine, strong, rope bed, a small window at the end of the house and a looped rug on the floor. The ceiling was so low, I could not stand up straight except right at the roof beam. I helped her out of her back-laced dress, a sure sign of class, and she admired my injury-nicked body shamelessly before we. .. And the two dolls I gave her for Christmas..." Well, they're huge. And we both know how much Isabelle likes to cuddle with dolls..." Still... Gary, she had tears of gratitude in her eyes when she got them. She hugged me and sobbed in gratitude... It's just a little strange... And you, dearest husband. You've been pampering me too. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. I'm just not used to being loved so intensely..."Carlotta and I stopped and kissed. For the longest, sweetest time we stopped. Sheknew I enjoyed being a mummy as well as a daddy. My heart softened as Iwagged my head and smiled. Marina caught my smile and grinned knowingly."See, you a girl at heart yess! You like feed babies yess!"I could not deny it so I nodded agreement. Once again I would have to goon the lactation hormones. I had my old English doctor contact myAmerican doctor and they sorted out the pills. By the time the babiesarrived, my breasts were aching to be suckled.This time we set up a nursing cr?che in.