Idon't know what was going through her mind but as she was looking down atthe pump sucking the milk from her breast there were tears streaming downher...face.In bed that night I kept thinking about how Christine's breast and nipplehad looked and how she had to use the pump to remove her milk and thatgot me so turned on that I had to jerk off.It was New Year's Eve and Dad and June were going over to some friend'shouse for dinner and then to play cards before midnight. I'd gotteninvited to go over. Not sure at this point what to buy for Kate, he kept it simple.With the fridge stocked, he grabbed some of the vegetables and started to cook eggs for omelets. While those were going, he proceeded to dice tomatoes, avocados and a few other odds and ends. As the edges of the eggs started to solidify, he added broken up pepper jack cheese, following with ham, bacon, and cheddar cheese. He then added mushrooms, olives, the avocados and tomatoes, covered them with more cheese, then folded the. I asked her if she knows how to masturbate. She looked at me like I speaked a forein word. I decided to teach her. I told her how to pleasure yourself when there is no one around to fulfill her needs. I showed her a video on my phone of a girl masturbating. She put her hand on her pussy and my hand was on her hand to guide her. Then slowly making circles, and rubbing her clit. She told me she was feeling good and exited by that. And her pussy was getting more wet and pouring heat. Then I. ’ ‘Tomorrow?’ ‘Tomorrow.’ ‘Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.’ That’s from Shakespeare someplace. I’m sure Jeff could tell me. That’s how it was going. We were getting together every day to study at my place. Sometimes it was so tiring I just needed to get to sleep and sometimes I had enough energy to drag him into the bedroom. One time I just did him on the couch. As the weekend approached I asked him out to dinner on Saturday. ‘Is this a date?’ ‘Of course it’s a date. What do you think we’ve.