He decided to talk to them first.Brandon "Buck" Kinsey was a retired aviation mechanic whose wife, Bernice, had virtually kicked him out of the house ...for getting on her nerves. She was used to his daily routine when he was working and now with him wandering around aimlessly, she was being driven crazy with his constantly getting under foot. Since Buck had been married to her for almost forty years, he knew when she was serious and when she was not. This was one of those serious times.It took. While pregnancy and lactation were complementing the effect of hormones,Manuelito, my bosom son, was completing my femininity with his voraciousappetite. He suckled five or six times a day, sometimes during the night.The bond between mother and son had become unbreakable. Joana sometimeshad to work a long shift, and would end up sleeping over at the mansion asit was too late -and unsafe- for her to return to the village. So shewould let Mustapha and me sleep with her child in the same bed,. Her nipples were a somewhat darker brown and quite large. She had a slim waist and smooth toned stomach. My eyes went lower and I noticed she had a shaved pubic area with just a patch of hair above her pussy. I could see a slight glimpse of pink between her pussy lips. She had long slender legs that were also well toned. She looked like Halle Berry in the James Bond movie where she walked out of the water wearing a bikini, minus the bikini. I just stood there staring at her. I could feel myself. Are you going to call it “Alex’s Replacement”?Melissa started crying for a couple seconds, and her sisters looked at each other shocked, as they realized that they had not only stepped over the line, they took a jumpgate over the line, and as they started to stammer an apology, Melissa burst into sobs and fled the galley, crying loudly. The girls started arguing with each other about whose fault it was, and I wanted to yell at both of them for tormenting Melissa like that, but I decided.