" "Aren't you a little presumptions?" I asked him, taken aback. He laughed. "You ran out so fast, I didn't get to apologize!" Well, the rest was histo...y. * Back to the present, I sat in a cushy leather chair with my back to the bar. Opposite was another leather chair that I had thrown my purse on to keep it reserved for him. Both chairs were in a darkened alcove towards the back corner of the pub. A place for those looking for privacy and more intimate drinking environment. I sipped on some. "C'mon, race you to the guest room!"It wasn't much of a race, although Paul was going at top speed. By the time he got there, Lois was naked as the day she was born.True to her word, Marjorie didn't get back with her surprisingly modest purchases until 1:15.Everything seemed normal, but she thought that perhaps Paul seemed more relaxed than he had been in recent days."We've been talking about my job possibilities," Paul told his mother."Paul showed me the opening chapters of his autobiography,". ..healways shaved his head, and now it felt like he hadn't cut it for a month.Without a word a staggered across to the ornate mirror and stared. Hishair was longer, but what made his heart jump was the roots. Right next tothe scalp they were coming in blonde. As he watched there was anotherspurt of growth - he felt it - and saw it reflected back at him. His hairnow 2 inches long - with blonde seeping along his hair, turning it fromblack to pure honey. The young man's jaw dropped open in. His unnaturally hot girlfriend, not only was unnaturally hot to begin with, but was an amazing fuck, AND was lactating?? And her milk was amazing! He couldn’t get enough of it, but it stopped coming in anything more than a slow trickle after only a few minutes. She pulled him up and kissed him, breathing – panting really – into his mouth as they frenched. She started clenching his shoulders again and this time, he was ready too. Breathe…..Breathe….his head spun as blood rushed down his body.