"Could you drink a little from my udder?" Mary asked. Rob gasped.
"What?!" he exclaimed. "Why?" Mary grunted and poked her udder.
"It's so full," she said. "I don't want you to drink all of my milk; just a bit." Rob sighed and walked across the room to the end of Mary's udder. He sat on all fours and grabbed one of Mary's teats. He stuck the thing in his mouth and sucked. Milk blasted into his mouth. Rob did this for a few minutes and stopped.
"That didn't feel like much," she said. "But at least I'm a little less full. There's got to be a way to get rid of this milk! I wonder how..."