[robin_beales]

Hi Robin,

I imagine you've looked into the possible hazards, but just in case you haven't, there was an article around about problems with lactating and what you have to do to avoid them. I don't recall all the details, but you have to think about what happens when lactating is being used to feed a baby, i.e. regular draining, hygiene etc, otherwise there is a real worry about mastitis. As I recall, a baby gets latched on pretty regularly, and I remember my wife getting very uncomfortable if too long went by.

Just a thought!

Best regards,

Bryony

Thanks for the thoughts but I am pretty sure my volume of production is a small fraction of what a feeding Mom would have. I think, that in the "fuller" phase, at maximum I can produce maybe a tablespoons worth a day, if that! I think I wouldn't have enough to feed a small lab-mouse.

Abi, I am very VERY aware of how lucky I am to have him in my life. We just celebrated 5 years together. I have known him for almost 11 years, and even as a friend he was just the sweetest guy. As a couple, I am blessed.
As you say, we "types" rarely get real relationships. It takes a really special person to see past the fetish or fantasy or "tranny chaser" side of themselves, and us, and just see another person in us -- not an oddity, not a curiosity -- rather that we feel and hurt and laugh and love and hope and, yes, fuss over our nails and hair and skin and all that "girly stuff" that makes us who we are.
I have had a lifetime of posers and less-than-secure men, curious fetishists, and guys "findng themselves" at my emotional expense. From my teens until my late 30's, it was a revolving door of whackos, mommas boys, cheaters, and the cowardly straight guys (you know the type --- he makes you believe it is real until it is time to meet the friends, then it is "...adios, sorry but people will think I am gay..."
Anyway, all that is past. It seems like a bad dream from a world I barely recall.
Yup. I am lucky to have "my guy" in my life
Thanks for noticing him He is my world.