" Been there, done that," Scooter nodded. "And look where it got me. Not that I'm complaining, I'm pretty much where I want to be." Yeah, I suppose I'...l want to settle down some day," he agreed, "But not soon. I like this river too much, this life too much. It'd be hard to have a wife and be a boatman." It can be done," Scooter said. "You know about Al and Louise, of course, they were together for something like twenty-five years. We've got a husband-wife leader team in our outfit who I've. Many were severe party animals bent on the mass destruction of property… then there was Benji. Benji was Vietnamese. He was born in the States and grew up with a very traditional Vietnamese family in a predominantly Vietnamese neighborhood in the Atlanta metro.Benji pledged our fraternity soon after I had become a big brother. Benji was short, skinny, wore glasses, and had no athletic ability, and he was almost a genius. Benji eventually would graduate with a prefect grade point average and he. She told me that she left behind a bag of groceries and was pretty pissed off that the cashier didn't put it in her basket. I told her not to worry and that I would personally deliver the bag to her on my way home and she gave me her address. I didn't think much about delivering the groceries because quite frankly I've done this many times to appease an upset customer. When I knocked on the door I was very pleased to see her in a low cut workout spandex. I had a hard time not staring at her. She couldn't remember feeling cold in the room. The tightness in her chest made her look and see her nipples perking. "Touch them," he said.Hesitating for a moment, she complied and felt an unusual hardness rolling each between her fingers. "Squeeze them hard." She did as she was told, starting gently."Milk your tits!" he ordered.Taking one in a hand, she watched her tit squeeze tighter. What was this? Milking, she forced some stuff out of her nipples.His mouth watered at the sight. Opening his.