She pulled me to her breast, and whispered, “Suck me, baby”, and once again I clamped my mouth on the soft, welcoming mound of her tit, sucking th... nipple – harder, as she had told me to – between my lips and teeth. “Mmmmm, yes, baby, suck it hard; let me nurse you”, she moaned, and though I didn’t know what she meant, I sucked as hard as I could. I felt her hand come up and cup underneath her breast, adjusting its angle in my mouth, and I carried on sucking, hard, her moans of pleasure. .This year, four month back she visited us with her baby boy, so this time also she got the room next to me, but the ac of my room was not working, so I was going to sleeping in with her, at night we were talking normally and her baby was hungry so she gave him milk to drink, I said don’t use bottle, you should breastfeed him, she said I won’t do that now, and you are also hereI then told her that I’ve seen you naked before she was shocked, she said when, I showed her pictures of her and her. It’s all cool Denise, and it’s an all-around good solution to your dilemma.’ ‘I believe you’re right. I know I’ll be able to strip in front of you, and I can trust you to keep me from harm, or going too far,’ Denise giggled at her memory of her unintended strip show at the Jambalaya Bar, ‘Okay, would you mind asking Jackson if he can make it next Wednesday night?’ ‘Good choice, the club won’t be crowded, in fact we’ll probably have the dance floor to ourselves. Plus, without a crowd, the. I knelt beside it and began to talk to the marker like it was my husband sitting there. I knelt there for what seemed like an hour just talking to him and remembering all the things he would have loved to know. I felt a pair of eyes on me and I saw the little girl looking at me before she smiled. I said goodbye to him and planted a kiss in y palm before rubbing my hand along the grave marker. I then started walking back towards the car and back to the house we shared for all those years. .