The whole thing is like some sort of mad fantasy as she starts to talk again. "When you were a new born 8 minutes old, when you were 8 hours old I eagerly shared by boobs with my baby as any good mommy would do. When you were 8 days old, 8 months old, I of course still did the same...but then when you got older my sharing should have stopped but it didn't."
"Why?" he finally asks the million dollar question. She takes a small sip of her wine, looking at him seriously wondering if he has any idea where she is leading him.
"When you passed the age where you no longer needed to be breast fed I became sad and lonely for it was only when you were so eagerly sucking on your mommy's t**s that I felt truly loved and needed. My relationship with your father was growing by that time worse and wors
