I had no control over it, and when I looked down, there was a damp spot on my chest.
I didn't see the cuteness -- he had a receding hairline -- but maybe I was too nervous.
Nursing was such an essential part of who I was, it was like telling someone, "The sitter was running late, I'm sorry --".
I was an unseasoned single mom who was trying to get over her ex.
I decided that I'd keep the date short and sweet -- and I'd nurse before leaving so I hoped I wouldn't leak.
Lust and the lactating mother
Nursing was such an essential part of who I was, it was like telling someone, "The sitter was running late, I'm sorry --". I lived in the world of womanhood for years, and now I was a mother. When I started to leak, he was ecstatic. Nursing had the same soothing effect on my baby, no matter how hungry, agitated, red-faced and cranky she was at the start. My breasts were flooding with milk. That's how they divided their realms. The following Friday, after enlisting another girlfriend to baby-sit, I dashed out the door to meet the lawyer at a bar.