“Don’t be too frustrated if he doesn’t take your nipple,” the doctor added. “Usually babies born this early have difficulty sucking. I want ...o see if a feeding tube will be required on him.”She squeezed just behind her nipple and a little cloudy, white milk dribbled out. She tilted him sideways drawing him closer and offered her nipple to his lips. His mouth opened and took her nipple in and instinctively began to suck.“He was quick to take your milk, that’s a very good sign,” Doctor Clements. It was all a big blur at this point.You only know that you are the only person in the world you know to still smoke cigars. And that's because you're an "eccentric". Or at least, that is the persona you present to the world. Complete with your pocket watch and pimp cane. It was the way you had learned to cope with your ridiculous name.You're standing there, in your Frankfurt office, toking on your cigar (was that the word? Fuck if you know) and staring out of the window.Ah Frankfurt, that least. That was the dangerous thing. It had felt so good, he could have stayed there forever, watching his mom play with the semen that coated her skin, slurping it off her fingers, spreading it over her jiggling breast-meat until they dripped with goo, sucking it out of his cock... Fuck. "Gotta watch that." He said to himself. Jay wasn't sure what was going on, but his mom was at the centre of it, and he was pretty sure the best way to do that was to avoid his mom altogether, regardless of how good. It's just my unnatural mind thinking about getting him that excited. About what he'd be like if someone, say, me, got him all hard and desperate for release.When he tells me that he does masturbate when mom doesn't want to have sex I'm having even more trouble articulating my defence."I ... uuuh ... see ... we were playing, he touched me a little, I touched him a little, and ... and ... but we always stopped. Except that one time ... at the drive-in cinema..."Oh, God, what is wrong with me?! My.