I'm sure she was remembering the years and years she and Dad did exactly this before our dairy herd became so big that we had to have electric milkers... and the fancy pipeline system. It is neat to observe her enjoying the fresh country air and messing with the cows.Ben had grabbed another pail and stool and was busily milking the other cow. Mom and Ben were having a conversation as they milked. After spreading feed out in the yard for the fowl I returned and stood and listened to the sounds of a. He rolled up just a couple minutes later and I hopped in.‘Girlfriend?’ He smiled.‘Not so sure yet…’He didn’t interview me anymore after that, he knew as I was a teenage boy I enjoyed my independent privacy, instead he asked about what new sports I was in to and what take out I wanted for dinner, he couldn’t cook for shit.We got Chinese on our way home, I tried as hard as I could not to text Courtney first and it paid off, she texted me saying, ‘How’s about a picture of your manhood for my night. Twelve minutes later I was locking my car. That’s three driving, seven trying to find a packing space and two to buy the over-priced parking ticket.After another five minutes of waiting to speak to someone, I got the monotone answers of ‘she’s being seen by a doctor’ and ‘no, I don’t know how long’.At least I hadn’t missed her, I thought. Turns out there was little chance of that at this hospital, which given its atrocious reputation, I should have expected the two hour wait.Eventually I. ’ The sound of Jean-Claude’s voice made her feel hollow inside and her head filled with static. She felt his breath against her cheek before he placed a kiss there and let him lead her over to a bench under a tree. ‘It’s nice to see you again.’ ‘What ‘s wrong, not enough pussy for you out there?’ Jean-Claude laughed. ‘Oh, no, dear Chantal. That is not a problem that Jean-Claude will ever have. There is more than enough pussy for me. I just missed yours.’ ‘How can you miss what you’ve never.