The sky was dark.
The moon was high. All alone just she and I. Her
hair was soft. Her eyes
were blue. I knew just what She wanted to
do.
Her skin so soft. Her
legs so fine I ran my fingers down her
spine. I didn't know
how, but I tried my best. I started by
placing my hands on her
breast. I remember my fear. My fast
beating heart. But slowly
she spread. Her legs apart. And when I
did it, I felt no shame.
All at once, the white stuff came.
At last it's finished.
It's all over now -- my first time ever, at
milking a cow...