The bicycle ride back up the hill from "the flat lands" in mid day was markedly harder and hotter than the downhill ride that cool, early morning. Eac...h, unwilling to be second best in our sibling rivalry, had pushed and pushed on the way home. We'd arrived totally winded and drenched."Jean, babes (that was a secret term of endearment we had for each other), that sounds wonderful... it just might save my life... but let me serve you. You look beat and after all, you're just a girl!" (I'll blame. Her nipple had extended at least 11/2" off of her equallyswollen areola and a long strand of saliva still connected Terry's moistlips to the pulsing nub. "Please nurse on my other breast now. It is sofull."Terry stared with glazed-over eyes at the long nipple she had just beensucking on and was amazed at how puffed-up it had become. She looked atCarmen's other nipple and saw the difference and couldn't believe that shehad caused such a reaction. She didn't even realize how hard she had. "It's just that they can't see any other solution. Carly wants babies, even though she's just a baby herself, mentally. You know she'd be a good mother, as far as she's able, but she'd have to have an awful lot of help, like living with another family. And you know no husband would put up with that." She sighed. "It's not a situation that has an ideal solution. So we just have to find the best one we can for Carly."I hesitated. "Look," I said finally, "I don't want to cause trouble, but we've. "Yes," Makeeda said, as if distracted. "Look, Laura, we have to talk." I got your message. Your song."There was a painful silence. Makeeda did not respond. There was something wrong. Laura began to feel alarm verging on panic in her chest."Yes," Makeeda said, almost inaudibly. "We have to talk, Laura."Laura hated this. 'We have to talk' was something people said when there was bad news. Otherwise, she would be saying 'when can we get together'."I can come to your place," Laura suggested."No....