Reluctantly, I took off my new outfit and slid back into my short-shorts and flat shoes. I gathered my things and went out to pay. Susan was just fini...shing-up with that woman and they both saw me and smiled. The woman left, pleased with her purchase, and I placed my things on the counter.Susan had one more item to suggest. She told me to wait while she retrieved it. She was holding a cellophane packet of what looked that panty hose. She saw my confused look and pulled the stockings from the. ”“Roger that, Mandrel zero five. Good luck and apprise base of situation upon landing. Mandrel leader out.”“Roger Wilco, Mandrel leader. Mandrel zero five out.”I wasn’t particularly worried at this point as forced landings had been part of our training, although fortunately I’d never had to make one for real. The Hurricane is a trusty steed, however, and if the gods are looking down on me I will make it back down to the ground in one piece; and if they are smiling, I may even make it back to. Even during the night, I have to wake up every 2 hours to pump. I produce 12 ounces every 2 hours. I bottle the milk and give it to my babies to use on nights and weekends. It's not near as enjoyable as nursing, but the families pay me quite well." Oh" I said. "That sure is a lot of work, but it seems like you enjoy it" I do very much" she replied. "You finish your pizza. I need to go back down to the nursery for a few minutes, but dont leave without coming downstairs and saying goodbye" OK" I. She got up to get my coffee, and dropped her napkin on the floor. She bent over, couldn't help noticing she was wearing the same yellow panties I had jerked off in hours ago. She couldn't have washed them as only a few hours had passed since my dirty deed. She handed me my coffee, happily humming something. She said she was off to school, making no mention of her teasing at dinner or the cum-filled panties she was obviously now wearing. As she went out the door, she leaned over and kissed me,.