He actually looked a little relieved once he was able to get that out of his system. "Sorry I kept you holding that in for so long. I know it was kill...ng you," I told him. "I guess I will take first things first. I have been training with an ex-Israeli soldier for a couple of years in personal defense, and I have gotten very good at it."I had decided to play up my training, in hopes that it would deflect suspicion from my physical abilities beyond what I could learn as an average person."It was. I called Cathy and told her we were going to celebrate. I told her to hire a baby sitter and put on her best; I was taking her to Green Pastures, one of the best restaurants in Austin, for dinner.Her lack of enthusiasm should have set off red lights and warning bells. Hell, her not being ecstatic about going out, in the middle of the week, to the best place in Austin? It should have set off flares and air raid sirensWe got to the restaurant, a restored southern mansion, early enough to see the. Mami – haa karungi jo kahoge , kya karna hai.Me – kuch nahi bas jis din mai bulaun mera bister garam karna hai , ek din ke 500 millenge.Mami – ( gusse me ) tumhara deemag kharab hai kya , nikal jao yaha se , mujhe kya samajh rakha hai , aaj ke baad yaha aaye to sabko bata dungi ye baat .Me – are mami gussa kyu hoti ho , Dekho mujhe pata hai mama tumhe na Paise deta hai na khushi , mere se dono millega , aur rahi baat gharwalo ki meri image aur tumhari halat me sab mera bharosa karenge .Maine. It was simple: “She got milk?”
I shrugged it off. Yeah but who cares?
Apparently a lot of guys did. 
They were willing to pay $100 a jar if pictures of Jessica were included. 
“Jesus fuck.” I said, she looked over my shoulder. “Just do it Brad. What do I care?”
We made a thousand dollars that week. It wasn’t until I had her hooked up to machines, tits full and hanging as she pumped out her milk that I started to get turned on. It was pure fucking womanhood. Her swollen belly, protruding breasts.