.. came over and grasped my other breast." Nothing unusual about that. It's reflex, just like suckling. That little hand will grasp the first thing it...comes in contact with." But you weren't there. You didn't see. And he continues to do it every time he feeds now that he's home." But, Honey, what you've described is typical of thousands of babies. Look, I know how hard it has been for you -- how much in love you and Kenny were. But to fixate on something like this..." Oh, perhaps you're right.. I closed it and turned back to Elena."I'm not into girls," she had said."I never said you were," I said. I couldn't resist the temptation any longer. I placed my camera down on the floor and then pressed her against the wall and kissed her hard on the lips.Elena and I looked at each other for a moment and I saw passion in her eyes. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. We kissed passionately hands all over each other. I undid her jeans and took her top and bra off and then sucked down on her. We stopped for a second and I asked my companion to wait for me in the living room, she sat, no questions asked, very polite, I ran to the kitchen and opened a bottle of wine. Olga had taken her jacket off, she had this blouse that was ready to burst open inviting her lovely boobs to come out held just by this demi white lacy demi bra, that I bet it was Chantelle, I had seen that pattern before and I could not place it in my head, light head, I still was recovering from before.Once next to her. She had the most seductive way about her and I didn’t want my mind filled with thoughts of the sex we had shared.“You look so much like your Dad,” Mom said as she turned my collar down.“Do you worry that I will turn out like him?” I asked.“No dear, neither of us knew your mother but what I see in you other than looking like your Dad is something entirely different in you manner.” She said as I pulled on my jacket, “I would think you got your personality from your mother.”“Then that means I got.