My mother breast fed me for three weeks before she went back to school. She dropped me off with a woman close by. She had children and a baby I grew up with. She did not drop off any food for me, no pumped milk, nothing. Then a few weeks later she ask mom sally what I ate in the day time, she had forgot to drop off formula. Mom sally told that she had nothing, so when she fed James, she put me on the other breast and fed me. Mom told hr I did not like the formula at home, so mom sally told her to breast feed me. Mom said she tried but she was drying up by then.

I never got formula at mom Sally's house, she breast fed me. She told me that she would feed James and he would go to sleep. She would put him down and I would keep feeding. I could drain the one breast and then work on what james left. She thought I was part of the reason her right breast was so big. I had her working like a milk cow. She was a sweet woman and I loved her like a mom. James who has been my life long friend, told me that I was her favorite child and her only white child.

I dated both black and white girls and my mom told me to please marry a white girl, and not to accidentally get one of the black girls pregnant. I think I had some in te back of the mind thoughts about the black girls and the feelings i had for mom sally. I remember one black girl I dated who had real large breast tell me, You act like you like those nipples, you tore them up. She was one of the best I ever had sex with. We clicked together so well. Her parents were about like my mother, would kill her if she had a white guy as a husband,


thanks for hearing my crazy mind ramblings.