I bite down hard on her nipple and she lets out a yelp!I stand and look at my exhausted and drained milkmaid. She may think this is over or hope it’... over, but it’s not. I lick my lips and savor the nutritious treat I have just consumed. I tell her…” that was good mommy, my belly is full. Now I gotta work some of this off! I feel bad I took all your milk, so I’m gonna give you some back!” She asks…” Why, what are you going to do? Please leave me alone. You had my milk, please leave, I won’t say. As the weeks went on, I saw less and less of her, occasionally glimpsing out when I heard a car door. Sometimes, I'd see her leaving. At other times, somebody was coming to visit, usually one particular woman. We didn't communicate.As the weather warmed, I'd see the sexy one leave the house dressed in tight jeans and a jacket. She had a perfect ass and I couldn't wait until spring when - I hoped - she'd start wearing something a little more revealing.One day in particular, I daydreamed about. "I then phoned Betty to get the aircraft ready, and asked her to warn all the other people who needed to come, but she said that they had already left,.Steve told me about his conversation with Pete Williams and his impending visit. I told him about my change of plans. I didn't know what my other employer wanted – it was either a job or something along the lines of the problem the two Federal people had been talking about the night before.Pete William's big Sikorsky S-76 was soon landing on the. We spent the rest of the day catching up with each other and even Emily commented on how well I looked. It was good to see her even though it had been a couple of years since I saw her last.It turned out, we did have a lot to catch up on, especially her last boyfriend that had more or less walked out on her. The last I knew, they had just gotten together and were having fun every night of the week. She blamed it on him being half her age but I knew better and I just shrugged and added nothing.