There’s hardly ever less than three in a bed. Even at the apartment, Rachel and I have two bedrooms but we seldom sleep apart unless one of us isn�...t feeling well. I really miss her if we don’t sleep together.”“Me, too,” I said. “But I think you’re right. We need more common space than we need private space. Nine-tenths of the time at the farm we’re in the sunroom or breakfast room. Has anyone even used the living room? Or the dining room other than at Thanksgiving when we have thirty. ”“Chelsea,” I said, “Promise me you don’t have an agenda here. If I feel the least bit of pressure or the slightest hint of manipulation, I’ll be gone, and I won’t ever come back.”She laughed sadly. “Of course, I have an agenda here. I want to make sure the man who considers me his adopted grandmother is happy. That being said, it is your life. All I intend to do is provide a neutral meeting ground. If it goes south, if you don’t like her answers to your questions, I’ll support you completely. But now...I pushed my lips against Joeys, passionately kissing her. And she kissedback.Never before had we been so intimate, but now I was running my handsover her modest curved, hers passing through my hair that was stickingout the side of my cap. As if we were one, both our breathing wasgetting heavy.Moments ago, my best friend had told me that our entire history had beenskewed in my memory, and that she used to be a guy, but I couldn't stopmyself. In that moment, it didn't matter. She was. She is in panties and bra. I kissed her neck, lips; put my palm down to her bra pierced inside and caught hold of her boobs. I squeezed them hard. I felt some white fluid coming out. She said it her post pregnancy time milking her 1yr+ baby. I started to lick her nipples first. .they got erect so hard and then squeezed her boobs; drank her milk. She was moaning like hummaaaa…issss. .haaaaaaaa. Her bra was on floor & then turned her towards my side and once again massaged her butts.Finally room.