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Monday, January 16, 2006

I get wotta want, and i get it NOW

i wail because i'm hungry.

my mother scampers into bed, rips off her blouse and undergarments in record time.

i continue wailing.

my father switches on the light, closes the door, the windows and curtains, and switches on the air-conditioning set at 23 degrees celcius.

i shriek this time.

mother takes a while to get into a comfy snug position and get into feeding stance.

i kick out, contacting mommy's tummy, and aimlessly flap my hands at her chests,
shrieking even louder like my life depended on it.

Finally i taste that mildly sweet white liquid dripping out.

I whimper. Snuggle in. Suck, suckle wild and furiously, from the life force of golden globes.

i drink.

and drink.

and suck.

and suckle.

finally, i felt i had enough.

i unlatched from the nipple.

I roll over the empty portion of the bed.

I close my eyes.

and I sleep.

wow. i claimed my birthright! YES!

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The above scene shots took all, but 3 minutes.

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