.n...I do look just like they do down there. Ithink the breast pump is helping some and that cream she has me using.She says they are an A cup right n...w but will get bigger with time. Shesaid I would get use to it. I don't know why I really want somethingthat permanent though. I'll be back to my boy's stuff in another year.Wha...oh, gosh darn she's calling me. I need to get dinner on thetable." That was an excellent dinner Dana," Mrs. Taylor said as he walked intoher office. "Now get. She was beyond beautiful; Annie was exquisite, so magnificent it nearly brought me to tears.She gave me a shy smile and whispered, “Drink me Andy, taste me, feed on me,” as she cupped a breast and offered it to me.I circled her areola, licking then sucked her nipple in, nursing like a baby and like a baby I was rewarded, I was drinking her, I was tasting her and I was feeding. My mouth was filled with the life giving fluids of her body, she was lactating and I feasted.Annie gave a deep sigh,. He was still off-balance from being told that he was expected and the fact that Sinclair knew his name.As he took one of the leather seats, he couldn't resist asking about that."How do you know my name? How could you possibly have been expecting me to come calling?" Oh it is good to hear a Scottish accent again," smiled Sinclair before continuing. "I know a lot about you, Gavin. Born in Glasgow. Mother raped and murdered. Adopted. Gifted student and athlete — swimming I believe. Strathclyde. Thecloset door closed and i could hear them talking and laughing in theliving room, talking about the old school days in London and Margretspunishment methods with her students including Miss Britt. Then quietand Margret was gone. After a few minutes the closet door opened, MissBritt untied me and we had dinner, not a word spoken about what justhappened. After dinner we both changed into 2 piece negligees but i hadto keep my black corset, nylons and heels on where Miss Britt just kepther bra.