?Yes. You?ve begun to produce milk, but only in very tiny amounts. And asthe treatment continues your flow should increase.? She reached into adrawer,...fumbled around a bit and then brought out and handed me a smallbox. ?For the time being, you?re not producing enough to collect but youcan stick these absorbent pads over your nipples if you wish so that youdon?t make a mess. Any other questions??More questions? Ha, I was having trouble just thinking through everythingthat she?d just told me so I. But I can tell you when I really knew I knew. Seventh grade. Mr. Joyce's English class." It happened in school?" It happened everywhere. But the knowing started there. We had to do these oral presentations from a one page report on careers. What we wanted to be when we grew up. Part of it had to be from an interview with someone in that field we'd chosen for our future." Oh? What did you want to be?" A nurse. Pretty original, huh?" You'd have made a good nurse." Maybe. What I really wanted to. I hungrily started sucking on her upper lip. She was sucking on my lower lip. My tongue was making its way into her mouth, despite the tight sucking. She tasted the same. But it was all I needed the whole time. I started licking every corner of her mouth and rubbing our tounges.My body is pinning her against the door as we kiss. Our hands were rubbing all over our bodies pulling each other closer and closer. Kissing intensifies. I grabbed her right leg holding her thick white thigh, and held it. From time to time his back gives him troubles now. I'll just go get his beer and be right back," she explained."Let me give you a hand," Blake said."Thank you, I'd like that!" she said, smiling broadly. He rose and offered her his hand, helping her to stand. She led the way around the bar to the back storage room. As she passed by Buck, she mouthed a silent "Thank you" to the bartender and he gave her a little grin as he wiped down the top of the bar.She led him back to the storage room and.