chapter 2
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It's good!"
"You shouldn't have!" But she can't keep her excitement from her eyes.
"Why not?"
"It's Abby's. We can't waste any."
"You have lots," I answer. "In fact I've been studying it. I went on line today and read all about lactation."
"What'd you read?"
"It said that the more milk a baby takes, the more you make. It's good for you. And the baby. And whoever else."
"Whoever else?"
"Whoever else you choose to feed."
"I only feed little Abby."
"You're lucky I'm not your husband."
"Why?"
"Because you'd have two mouths to feed."
"Well you're not. And you can't have any more."
As she talks I know I'm going to have more, that there is no way I'll be able to control my need. But it's time to change the subject.
"Her breasts aren't as nice as yours."
"Whose aren't?"
"Jenny's."
"She lets you see them?"
"I tried to milk her tonight."
"Whaaaat!"
"She didn't have any milk."
"She let you--"
"Touch them, suck them?" I finish for her.
"You two are too young to be doing stuff like that," she admonishes even though I know she wants to hear every detail.
"We had already f****d," I answer, using the 'f' word to shock her.
"You shouldn't use that word, its ugly."
"Three times."
"Three times what?" I don't answer. "You made love three times? Tonight? With Jenny?"
"Uh huh. Then I tried to milk her."
"She's on the pill isn't she? You use protection?" I nod yes to both her questions. "You're too young."
"There are other ways to get milk you know. You can induce lactation. I read all about it."
"You're crazy." Emily smiles as she says the words and then lifts her sated daughter off her breast and hands her to me. "Be careful," she instructs as I start to pat my nieces back.
"Jenny thought I was crazy too," I answer with a laugh. And my girlfriend had laughed when I'd told her it was possible for a girl to lactate even if she hadn't been pregnant and had a child.
"I explained 'induced lactation' to her."
"I'll bet she loved that," Ems says with a smile. For seconds we just look into each other's smiling eyes without saying anything.
"I guess I better get back," she finally offers. But I know she really doesn't want to go. I could stay here all night!
"Yeah," I agree reluctantly as I uncoil my six foot two inch tall body from the couch and slowly stand. But before leaving I bend down and lightly brush my sister's lips with mine. "I love you," I whisper, then turn to go.
"Why are my breasts nicer than Jenny's?" I hear whispered from behind just as I'm about to slip out the door. I turn back. She's still uncovered, bare from the waist up. I look my sister directly in the eyes, then slowly move mine lower to the full, round mountains that have dominated every waking thought I've had for the last three weeks.
I lick my lips. "They just are," I say, then turn and flee. I'd made love with my girlfriend three times earlier tonight and yet my c**k is huge in my pants. I know Emily noticed.
I wanted her to. And as I lie naked in my bed minutes later, stroking my c**k, I realise it's never been just about her milk...
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