I asked for Mathew's help. I also had to get out of that Frat house. My study habits, thanks mostly to Mathew, are already improving. I can straighten...out, Mother. Give me a little more time." Well, at least you've found a decent bed," she said, bouncing up and down on it."Uh, that's Matt's bed, mine is that miserable single over there. It seems that the deposit I made on the Frat house room is not refundable. That bed was all I could afford on short notice. I was too embarrassed to write home. She also knew that after today she wouldn't be able to milk her thisway again for a least a week without totally destroying the muscles. But fornow she watched in ah as the milk sprayed freely. The containers soon filled to a pint and her breasts showed no signs of slowing.Soon a pint and a quarter then a pint and a half as Karen was reduced to ashaking mass, her body still continuing to jerk with each shock. She couldn'tsee how much milk she had given, she just prayed that it would soon end.. We just talk to each other and support in needy time, these are the needs of heart but apart from all this, there’s one more need Physical which I can’t get from her.That’s why sometimes I get frustrated of all this.Renuka: ehem Ehem kya baat hai physical needs hmm (in a sarcastic manner)Ansu: acha Tu bata honestly Tu to hamesha se single hai tujhe kabhi in sab chizo ka jarurat mehsus nai hua kyaRenuka: need sabko hota hai . But the problem is har koi ise control nai kar sakta. koi kar pata hai. Her frail features and demure posture left her best described as ‘mousy’. Even on such a warm day, she wore a light sweater and baggy, ankle-length blue dress completely concealing her slender frame.To Allison’s left walked her twin sister Monica. Monica could be described as her sister’s opposite in many ways. Where Allison was meek, Monica was boisterous. Where Allison was nervous, Monica was care free. Where Allison was bookish and intelligent, Monica was…well, not. Monica, while sharing her.