She was very drunk, and I did not want to take advantage of that. So I stopped her. Tried to make her understand, but she was in no mood to stop. She ...ept kissing me and trying to undress me. She even got hold of my dick, which was getting hard, and started stroking it.I somehow managed to get her to stop and got out of there after tucking her in her bed, and she fell asleep. I was pretty tired, so I dozed off as well as soon as I entered my room. The next morning around 8 am, there was a knock. I held her then started to caress her back and eventually over her ass. I squeezed her nice firm butt cheeks. She slowly calmed down and only then pulled away."So tell me what this is about?"She took a deep breathe. She seemed still distraught. She might break into tears again any minute."My friends, there's five of us," she began. "We've been together since we were fourteen."I knew this familiar story. I interrupted, "You've agreed to do things around the same time."Natalie nodded."I want you. She told me she needed to express her milk. That the massage set off her reflex and her milk let down. She also said she has been pumping ever since she agreed to be a milker and bred. I looked shocked at her. She smiled and said "yes it was my choice and I want this. It was a dark secret desire I have." You see she is a Havard MBA graduate. She was working in an investment firm as an account manager and her accounts did not get beaten up by the recession, but she had this desire that needed. It’s that guy who stole your pictures. It’s the people involved in your plagiarism accusations that you want to punish. Subconsciously, because Amy did the same thing they did, you were going to take out your anger on her. You were going to take out all your hostility against everyone who ever committed plagiarism on one person, on Amy.’ Robert paused, then drove home his point. ‘Think about this for a second. You are struggling with your own issues when it comes to this, not Amy’s. You’re mad.