She feared what that would mean to a human with only two breasts.With mechanical precision she was quickly trapped in her bay and the silver cylinders...returned spraying her body a second time with disinfectant and latching onto her boobs. The needle quickly jabbed into her arm and took a blood sample and diagnosed her with a number of cow related deficiencies. As a human she was perfectly healthy, but as a milk-producing heifer; she was a wreck. The computer immediately began giving her DNA. As many of you know a group of us men have been getting together on average of once a month here in the San Jose area for a little afternoon enjoyment of mutual masturbation. We began meeting last summer in July and at least once a month since then. While it has been up to this week just the guys that have been joining in, there has always been interest from women about our gathering. So with our planned event on Monday I received a reply from a woman that was very interested in joining us. “Paul, right? Come on in. Lily’s still getting ready. You know how women are.” He extended his hand, which I shook.“Thanks, Mr Williams.”“Oh, none of that, now. Call me Pete, please.”“Okay. Thanks, Pete.” That felt weird.“I knew your father. Hell of a dedicated man. And a great engineer. Some of the changes he’d started to make on the shop floor would have led to major efficiency savings if he’d have been able to follow them through. That accident really was a tragedy in more ways than. Slowly I stepped out with a bit of a wobble as I approached the matt. For the last couple of nights she had been experimenting with a few little toys she had picked up on the market. Oh sure they had all seemed fun and dandy, but just try being on the receiving end as that cold steel bar was placed in the opposite of your mouth. It was moments like these that reminded me of that movie with the guy who could talk to animals. Well I was no animal and I was at no vet. Yet in small way and ironic.