Mikey had noticed that Zoe had breasts and wore a bra, just like their mother's, only Zoe's were black to their mother's plain white. Zoe's breasts weren't as big and round has his mom's were (and their mother's were pretty big), but they were a nice c-cup and growing. Mikey got an idea. After he and Zoe were finished nursing, Mikey went to the bathroom. "I wish that as long as it was OK for me to drink from my mommy's breasts, it would also be OK for me to drink from Zoe's breasts or from the breasts of any woman I feel like asking for a drink from her breasts." The stone flashed. "Hey, Zoe," he called.
"What is it, squirt," asked Zoe. "And why couldn't you have done it when Mom was nursing us."
Mikey wasn't exactly sure what nursing was, but figured it had to do something with drinking from a girl's breasts. "Can I drink from your breasts?" he asked.
Zoe unhooked her bra, allowing her boobs to bounce free. "Of course you can, Mikey," she said. "I wouldn't have milk in my breasts if you weren't allowed to drink from them. Now come on up and have a taste."
