.. What timedoes it start?" ...[pause]... "Oh, that's much too late, Ginger; that'salmost his bedtime. And when does it end?" ...[pause]... "Oh, good ...osh,no! He won't be able to keep his eyes open. And he can't drive. Howwould you two get there? And how would he get home?"...[pause; Mommy'sface darkens]... "Of course, I know he's twenty-two, Ginger. I'm hismother. And being a mother makes me responsible. So I have to say no.It's just way too late. You have no idea how pouty and cranky. I posted the add online, and after having it flagged as spam and shut down several times, I decided to approach it a different way: Through messaging people that were looking for women, instead of placing an add looking for a man. Eventually, the two of us started talking, and agreed to meet up. We laughed, talked, joked for a while and things clicked, until finally you and I agreed to a date with the express purpose of trying it all out. Since we were both new at this whole thing, we took our. I was able to see her boob from side but I was just ignoring to avoid the situation.She asked for help as the baby needed the other boob to feed and while she was taking the other boob out my eyes were on her boobs which I sucked long back those brown cherry’s were very inviting and this time with milk.She looked at me and asked me to turn around and once she finished baby slept and we moved to kitchen. She made me my coffee, meanwhile I just commented her that she is looking good and also her. No surprise there. But then she held her hand over my mouth and squeezed the yellow pus into my mouth. I guess it's a good thing that they still give me a daily antibiotic.The somber mood remained all week. They all stayed home from work on Wednesday for the funeral.That night, Laurie sat on me without peeing and said, "We talked forever about what to do with Julie's ashes." Oh? What would Mistress Julie have wanted, Mistress Laurie?" We know you had something special with Julie, even if just.