Her warm hand firmly gripped my jaw and tilted my head upwards until Iwas gazing into the gray of her beautiful, warm, speaking eyes. Westayed with e...es locked, saying nothing, but communicating with immensepower and intimacy of things that words alone could not convey.She finally broke the silence: "My sweet little boy." Oh, Mommy!" I felt overwhelmed, awash in her love and approval. I laymy head on her lap and began to lick her fragrant, warm rubber panties. Soon, I was kissing them and. I asked her to show me again and she again rolled her nipple between her fingers and this time I caught the squirt of liquid as it came from her nipple and moved the milk around my mouth. I looked up at her watching me enjoy her milk and asked if I could suckle her breasts, she answered that she shouldn’t; she would get in a lot of trouble. I promised her not to tell, she admitted that the pressure of not getting rid of the milk was very painful and my offer would resolve the situation.I didn’t. This was what true diplomacy was going to become. He could only hope that everything was going to be alright.The passageway was long. It had to be since both ships had to be almost together. Careful navigation was needed to avoid both ships from colliding into each other. Ship collisions in space were infrequent due to the size of space itself, but it could still happen. Meetings and interactions between ships usually involved passageway tubes to be extended and connected. These tubes could. . Honest..." "No one's saying you are," I assured her, putting my hand on her shoulder. She looked up at me and smiled. "Thank you." "Have you, ummm, ever seen, you know, actually seen one?" "Oh, no! Not me!" She sputtered, turning red again. "I'm sorry, I lied. That's not true. I, ummm, saw my brother's... And, oh, boy, this is embarrassing, I, ummm, saw my father's, you know... too. You won't tell anyone, will you?" I smiled. "Scout's honor." "Ummm, Marty," She began. "Yours... you know,.