And I cantleave, in case you're wondering, because I have kids to think about, justlike she did."I started weeping.The creature beside me said, "You w...re wondering if your life wouldnt havebeen easier if you had been born a girl. This would have been your fate,would you trade what you have for it?" N....No."The woman faded, and the creature pointed to another path.Moments later, a man was standing on that path. If I hadn't been sure thathe was some variation of me, I wouldn't have guessed it.. They built her a new mouth out of whatever it is funeral homes build new mouths out of. They even curled her lips up, gave her a little smile. My crying had bordered on the hysterical. ‘What’s wrong with her? What’s wrong with her mouth?’ Grandma’s lip had been messed up since I could remember, but I’d never, in my entire life, seen her smile. Even still, Grandma had been laid out like a package, neatly prepared for heaven, hands clasped and eyes closed, like God was some divine postman, coming. I have already told u that i have always had a strong desire of being breastfed by a woman. So after much thinking and hesitation, i asked my aunt if i too could drink her milk. Hearing this, my aunt gave me a nice scolding.She threatened to tell my mom about this. I was very naughty from my childhood and adamant too. I knew my aunt loved me very much so I began to act and started crying. I began to say her that she did not love me and so she didn’t want to feed me her milk. Hearing me crying,. She couldn’t remember the last time her mouth had surrounded his soft member. She laughed, a muffled noise, and John wondered what she was thinking of as he watched her lips hug the base of his penis, her cheeks sucking inward. Her tongue slid onto the tip, the penis still mostly soft in her mouth, and she tasted a slippery wetness that was not from her. Ummm, pre-cum. Doesn’t taste like anything, but I know he’s getting excited. She allowed it to slip out, knowing it wasn’t quite the right.