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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