. I, at least, have a job.”“She does.”“Does?”“Have a job. She’s my daughters nurse.”“She’s a nurse?”“Wet nurse.”“What the ...ell is a wet nurse?”“Portable milk factory,” said Myndee from the back seat. Abby was burrowed into a nipple and softly slurping away.“You had your baby?”“This is Abby ... David’s child,” she nodded at me. “I lost mine.” The sadness was there.“Abby? Any relation to Just Abby?”“Our daughter.” I continued, “Abby died in childbirth.”“Wow ... I’m really behind,” she said. “Hi. ‘Hello’ she ventured back ‘Yvonne said that. . . ‘Yes, I know’ I said, cutting her short ‘Are you sure you want to . . . you know. . .do this?’ My palms were sweating, Yvonne could be heard locking the door, a sort of finality, no turning back now. ‘Yes, I’m sure and don’t worry, I’m not a virgin’. Her face almost radiated pride as she said that, her smile beaming, sensuous red lips exposing her perfect, white teeth. ‘Oh! Right. . . ermm. . .’ I gestured for her to come over. I guided her to a. I turned my back on her. I could hear the stunned silence behind me. I still couldn’t bear to face her. I had to do something but I could scarcely trust myself to speak.“Please put the oats in the water when it boils, would you,” I spoke very softly, but I heard her say “Okay.” I went into my bedroom and closed the door.I sat on my bed and tried to get a grip on myself. What was happening to me? Riley didn’t deserve to be treated like this. I didn’t mean to hurt her, but it was evident that. Soon he explodedinto the urinal. I washed up and left.Tuesday I went to the library. There is a long corridor on the way to the washroom.A guy was walking towards me. I took a long stare at the big bulge in his jeans. I looked up and we made eye contact. I was sure he noticed me checking him out, lol. After I was done pissing and just standing in front of the urinal, he came in and stood at the urinal beside me. His cock soft was uncut and about average length and girth. He was a little unkemp,.