I watchedthe big-breasted anchors on the news channel discuss the weather and howperfect it would be for laying in the backyard and masturbating.Focus... dammit. That's right, before I'd woken up in that awful scrawnysub-human body, I'd been with......yeah, Dexter Hanley. And I knew whereit was, too, in that penthouse across from the park. Maybe if I talkedto him he could help me figure out what was going on. But when I got tothe address where we lived, there was no building, just a parking. "Good idea, Alice." I'll be back as soon as--" Take your time."I smiled. "Thanks, Pete."As I strode by Brenda's work station, she gave me a sympathetic look,assuming, I supposed, that I'd been fired. I smiled at her and shelooked away. I almost laughed at her discomfort. Let her think what shewants, I told myself. She'd know the truth soon enough.As I rode the elevator to the first floor, I took the tissue-wrappeddildo from my purse and deposited it in the nearest trash receptacle.Now that I'd. Amar also repeated the same. Then Amar and I exchanged my mom’s milk into each other’s mouth.Mom, then took my nipples into her mouth and drank my breast milk also. In this world, you might have heard of a daughter drink her mother’s milk, when the daughter is still a baby. But I was privileged at the age of 20 to not only drink my mother’s milk and share it with her boy friend but also to breast feed my mother and her boy friend.After this, I laid down on my back and mom on my top in 69. There are a lot of husbands out there who would like to share their wives,” he told her. “Not all that many that actually get to fulfil their fantasy though.” “Wives like me holding them back, hey?” He smiled again. Jan noticed that he had a nice warm smile. “So what’s so different about having sex with other men’s wives then?” He grinned, “I think your ears are too delicate to hear that kind of talk?” She smiled. She was warming to him now. “I’m not all that innocent, you know?” she.