I opened the bag and pulled out the contraption.“How do I…?”“Well, first it would help a bit if you would massage the breast,” she said, see...ing a little less hesitant than she was before. “Helps to get the milk out… it’s called letdown.”If there was anything this situation was, it was most certainly not a letdown. I nodded my head and reached out my hands, placing them both on my stepmother’s tit. The skin was soft under my palm, and as I squeezed I could feel her flesh mold to fit the shape. I debated this for several minutes. I finally decided not to call. If Clifton were still there he'd know I was checking up. I had another half hour to go before I could leave. I walked out and visited the coffee station and poured myself a cup of hot black coffee. I paced the floor watching that damn clock. This was certainly going to be interesting when I got to the club tonight.I was the first one at the club that evening. I changed my clothes and looked at the clock. Clifton was late! I was. He watched as she implemented her ritual with salt, tequila, and lime. “You should drink whiskey, Irish whiskey or scotch not that south of the border shit,” he told her.“I like it,” she insisted.“Yeah, okay I guess,” he sounded irritated. Gabriella’s mother walked in the room. She hit him on the back.“Leave her alone, Tommy,” she said. Her mother leaned down kissing her daughter. “See me in the morning before you leave, not to early though.” She moved to the door behind her daughter turned and. ‘Mandy, no need to be sorry, I’m not. Without Jason it is not the same and I don’t want to stay now anyway. I got six months pay, I’ll manage. I only wanted to tell you that I have moved back with my parents for now and you cannot reach me any more on the work cell-phone.’ ‘Okay, thanks for stopping by and telling me. Will you come to the club tonight and watch me? I will do my new act for the first time and since I practised it in front of you I would be more comfortable if you were there.’.