First are the breasts of any woman. It matters little as to size or shape. Large, small or medium I have continued to maintain my breast fetish. Secon... is a little odder. Milk. To be more specific I'm referring to breast milk. Even without seeing a naked breast but knowing it has milk is exciting. Having a fascination for breasts is not unusual for most men but having it coupled with them being filled with milk does seem out of the ordinary.I first learned of my milk fetish while working in a. "You're doing your planet a great service," she said. "And you don't even realize it."The woman actually paused, confusion furrowing her brow as she tried to digest these words. Laura actually feared for a second that she wasn't going to go through with it. But then the hatred came back. The woman opened her mouth. "I got your fuckin' revolution right here, you cunt!" she yelled. The hand came out of her pocket. There was a gun in it.The gunshots were shockingly loud on the crowded platform.. Letting out a small scream, Amelia thought about running away.__________Amelia watched from behind the curtain as the other models struttedtheir assets down the runway as the MC of the pageant described theirdresses. Knowing her girlfriend and friends would be in the crowd wasthe most nerve wrecking part. She hoped they were FAR in the back andwouldn't recognize her face, although there was a large screen above thestage. The best thing she could hope for was that the illusion of makeupand. .. yeah, I guess she is. I don't know where she is then. Maybe with Andre?" Huh..." Beck said, wondering if Trina was hiding something. "So what's going on with you?" Beck sat on the couch a couple feet away from Trina."Oh, it's nothing," she said, wiping her eyes again."Come on..."Trina took a deep breath before she finally gave up and explained. "So, you know about that thing last week where I got Robbie in trouble?" Yeah... how could I forget? Everyone at the school hates you now." Beck.