You need wireless, bluetooth, the works?" Yes," I agreed, seeing Mitch nodding his head. In my head I was wondering what the hell bluetooth was."Proba...ly this HP then, he said turning back to the combination shelving unit and display. "802.11 N & G wireless adapter, 100 meg ethernet adapter, three usb ports, built in lightscribe DVD/CD combo burner..." Yeah," Mitch interrupted him. "Big hard drive, fast processor Windows 7 ultimate?" No man, you know we don't get anything that comes with that. We all mourned her, me especially. I woke to the sound of my baby’s cries on the monitor, and not waking Jen, I got her up, fixed her bottle, and walked her around until she burped, before taking her to bed with us. I stopped in front of the portrait.“I don’t know if you can hear me, Mom, but thank you again. You helped a lonely vet and a beautiful girl live a wonderful life. Even without the money, we would have always loved you. This child,” I said, holding A. J. up to her, “will grow up. She was examining an elaborately mounted portrait photograph hanging in pride of place on the living room wall and recognized the younger images of Krissy's parents.It was dusk outside; Krissy was showing April around the house after getting her settled in the guest bedroom. Krissy's mom was in the kitchen preparing a light supper as they had stopped to eat along the way, while her dad made some phone calls."That's Aunt Sue," Krissy replied a little wistfully. "She got killed in a car accident. She had fed three k**s with these in her younger days and this past milking had left her with a fine, if sagging, set of udders. Her areolas were some two inches across, a dark reddish brown in colour with a sort of pimpled texture and her teats were the width of my little finger. They had softened slightly since my initial pulling at them but they stiffened again as I milked each one between thumb and forefinger. Evidently the d**g robbed her of consciousness but left her u*********s reflexes.