I still wasn't sure it wasn't just a crazy dream or something. When we got to my house I had her sit on the sofa as I made coffee and I asked if she ...ad k**s. She laughed and said "No why?" Then "Oh! The milk!" so it wasn't a dream. "I love having my tits rubbed and I do it alot. That started my milk some time ago and I just keep it going now." she explained. "I even drink the milk myself!" I could feel my face go flesh. I stuttered as I asked "What made you give it to me?" she simply said. .. the sandy-colored berets came calling. A bird colonel no less.Jim was grinning. “Flying Saucers ... UFO’s?” Jim grinned again. “Colonel ... you’re not going to tell me they’re real ... not after the military has been steeped in ridicule and denial.”“De Nile is a river in Africa,” said the colonel. “David?”I looked up.“You know more about the subject than anyone here.”“Denial?” I grinned.“Flying Saucers and anti-gravity,” He said.“You might very well think that; I couldn’t possibly comment,”. Without a word she hopped into bed and under the covers. It was really a shame that I had already taken a shower or else I could quickly rub one out and my problems would be solved, although the act of performing the deed in a house full of people who could walk in the bathroom at anytime was a bit risky. If only there was a way for me to do it somewhere up here where no one would bother me but with my sister right there it was impossible. So to avoid my problem all together I rolled out my. The woman was getting closer and I was truly becoming nervous. It was most likely an illusion; my mind was desperate to escape from reality. But the figure kept coming ever closer. I could feel the panic setting in already. She stopped about 20 feet in front of me. She looked and rubbed her eyes and then looked again, as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing either. Neither could I, if that gave her any comfort. I blinked twice and she was still there.“Chris?” she asked, her voice was.