And if I hear a baby cry, in a supermarket or something, they just *flood*. I wear this, you know, nursing bra to absorb some of it, but the milk just... floods in spite of it and my whole front is sopping wet and I have to go right home and shower and change.Or maybe the biggest thing is the sweat. I sweat like a pig all the time, now, unless it's very cold. I mean, just look at me right now, I'm positively dripping sweat and your office is on the cool side. That's another reason I have to go. I was sitting on the pot and wiping myself when I heard the distinctive sound of my wife's voice in the bedroom to my left. I heard her say:"That's a nice one. Can I kiss it?"I very quietly got up, pulled up my pants, turned off the light and very slowly and cautiously opened the door enough to let me see into the next room. Jana was on her knees and she was deep throating Dave Miller who was our host for the evening. I watched, fascinated by what was taking place in front of me. Twenty years. ”“Also quite treatable, I assure you. Anyone else? Speak now or forever hold your piece, as noted before,” Dan urged them to speak up.“Yeah ... I still have ... scoliosis. It’s rather bad at times. Think that can be corrected?” Melissa turned to him.“Very well, then. I will present such information to Sergeant Valentic. Thank you, boys and girls,” Dan told them as he lightly slid his hand along her spine to caress it gently.The loving gesture didn’t go unnoticed, of course. Melissa blushed a. Wondering for a moment what else she could accomplish with this newly discovered power, she was distracted from further thought as Duncan spoke.Still facing the window, Duncan announced, “I will send word when my solicitor can provide the funds. Thank you for upholding your end of the deal. I am assured beyond doubt of your dedication to the project and collateral has been sufficiently paid.” He tried to stay as business-like as possible to avoid acknowledging any satisfaction and further.