Molly set the glass of milk with a straw in front of Matt and quickly distributed the rest of the drinks.Molly, Iris and Duchess sat down at the table...with Iris sitting next to Matt and Duchess taking the seat closest to Megan.Matt Picked up a platter of bacon set in front of him, took a few pieces and passed the platter to Sam. Everyone started passing the platters and serving bowls around.Matt took a sip of his milk. He recognized the taste as Iris’s breast milk. He looked at Iris and she. ”“Even though it has an accordion?”“It was… charming and old fashioned. Like you,” she teased.I just laughed. “At least I’m charming.”Afterwards we picked up our laundry and headed back to my place where we went our own separate ways, so to speak- Summer disappearing into her room to write and me, into my studio to paint. To paint her, more specifically, neither of us emerging until close to dinner time.“I have a craving for mac and cheese,” she admitted when I asked if she had any. Fast forward another week or so and Alex and I only swam once together because I had some friends in town. Then out of the blue I got a text from Alex asing (this is the exact text),“Dave, can’t make the pool today. G (his girlfriend) is out of town, any chance I can crash at your place after the Beery tonight?”Despite my excitement I calmly replied.“No probs mate.”This was the interesting thing to me. Alex has read my blog, I did write on my blog that I thought Alex was hot and loved his. Weight in the stature, Taste is game's nature.Pulsating would get more wanting, Throbbing would get more haunting.For breath thou shall scream, You got to get taste of that cream.The game is pretty tedious, Power you shall experience.... as we get along.Eve:There is no pleasureIf there ain't no pressureYou do pulsatepassion is our fateBrutal you areMy body you marDo not underestimate this muse?She will only inspire you to loose!Adam:More pressure you get, For more pleasure you give.The more I.