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Claudia:
We had arranged for the next weekend, but something had come up with my business, so we postponed our meeting by a week. I was so incredibly nervous when I wanted to drive to Manuela's, that I needed two hands to unlock the carβ I was shaking so much. Hopefully, the other members of her family were just as nice as she was and, hopefully, they wouldn't laugh at my disfigured body either. Manu had always said that she thought I was beautiful, but for me, my body was horribly disfigured.
I had realized by now that real disfigurements were very different, but at the moment, I couldn't get out of my skin. I really felt that way. Maybe I should really seek professional help.
The closer I got to her house, the slower I drove. The others honked and showed me the finger, but it was like a compulsion. I couldn't step on the gas anymore! Luckily, I finally got there. I was out of nerves. I just managed to turn off the engine before it got dark.
"Claudia, Claudia, come on, my darling, wake up."
A light wind cooled my face and something gently stroked my skin. I finally managed to open my eyes. Manuela's beautiful eyes looked at me lovingly.
"Hello, my sweet, there you are again."
"What happened?"
"You passed out in your car. Luckily, we heard you coming. Your old clunker is loud enough. Klaus then got you out and put you here."
I was clear enough then to look around. I was lying on a soft bed with a thick pillow under my legs.
"Will you help me to the car? I'll get right back home."
"Why do you want to go home? You just arrived. Everyone is waiting for you."
"I'm just embarrassed. I'm so ashamed."
Manuela took the pillow from under my legs and lay down next to me. She took me in her arms and kissed me tenderly.
"My sweet little Claudia. I hope you remember our conversation the other day. You are a beautiful sexy woman and everyone here is just waiting to meet you. And what just happened to you is nothing to be ashamed of. And it is not embarrassing, either. It was just natural. I get that you're nervous and that's where your body can play tricks on you."
I tried to say something, but she kissed me again.
"Come on, my darling. The others are waiting for you. And I promise you that no one will laugh."
She kissed me again, only this time, not so gently, more demanding. In the meantime, I felt good again, but all I really wanted to do was lie there in her arms. But Manuela had something against that; she broke away from me and stood up.
"Come on, Claudia, get up."
She gave me her hand and helped me to my feet. I still felt a bit shaky, but I was fine. We walked out and were soon in the living room. There were a lot of people looking at us. And applauded shortly afterwards. God, I was embarrassed!
"So folks, after the first shock is over, I would like to introduce you to my friend and former schoolmate, Claudia. I met her again two weeks ago after a few years. Unfortunately, she didn't have it quite as nice as we did, and needs a little encouragement and confirmation. I trust in you!"
I guessed I had to say a few words then.
"Hello, I'm Claudia. Manuela must have already told you all about me and asked you not to laugh. But I couldn't blame you, once you've seen me."
Manuela looked at me angrily.
"Claudia, what did I tell you last time? You shouldn't talk such nonsense. One more time and I'll put you over my knee and spank your sweet ass!"
She seemed really serious. But before I could say anything, everyone got up and came to us.
"So my darling, now I'll introduce you to our whole bunch. These are my parents, Sandra and Peter; my best friend, Birgit, who you may know from school, with her boyfriend, Oliver; my husband Klaus; and my sister, Barbara."
Everyone gave me a warm welcome and made me feel really welcome.
We sat down and talked for a moment. Manuela then brought coffee, tea and cake, and we had a great time. Just normal conversations, during which, I also talked about my time in France and also, at least a little, about my physical problems. I was even forced to show pictures of my daughter.
"So, you have to excuse me for a moment. Manu, where is the toilet?"
Manuela got up and pulled me up. "I will show you."
I took my bag with me, whereupon she looked at me in astonishment.
"I have to pump off the milk. My breasts are so tight again." I whispered that very softly in her ear.
She went out with me, but right after the living room door was closed, she pushed me against the wall. "Honey, you're so β weird again. I told you that my people are different from the ones you've met so far. Let's start by explaining why you're here in the first place?"
"You mean I should... get in there... unwrap my tits... and..."
"And get you milked. Exactly! But not with the pump. But with the eagerly waiting mouths of everyone here."
"I don't know."
"Come with me, I'll help you. But first, you have to unveil a work of art."
She took my hand and pulled me back into the living room. I was so into the idea by then, that I expected everyone to start talking about me right away, but they didn't. Klaus was talking about a movie he saw at the cinema, and no one paid any attention to us when we came back.
Manuela clapped her hands a few times.
"Guys, please listen. You may have noticed the big curtain here on the wall. As I can see, it's still hanging the way I put it up. At least, you all managed to control yourselves. None of you know what is behind it, even Klaus doesn't. Luckily, he's not as terribly curious as I am. I would have tried to look behind it a long time ago."
Everyone laughed at the confession. I probably wouldn't have been able to stand it, either.
"And today's guest of honor has the task of unveiling that piece of art."
Manuela took my hand and pulled me to the curtain.
Manuela:
I was a little nervous. The picture was beautiful, but I didn't know if Claudia was okay with me immortalizing her like that.
I undid the lower fasteners and gave her the end of a cord. Putting the picture together and hanging it up hadn't been a problem for me. I was reasonably skilled with my hands. But fastening the curtain in such a way that it could be removed in one movement and yet not fall down by itself had taken me several hours.
My family, meanwhile, had moved to the opposite side to get a better view of the artwork.
"Come on, Claudia, now it's your turn. Just pull it gently."
Not knowing what was behind it, she wasn't overly nervous, either. She tugged at the cord and the curtain came loose and fell to the floor. I watched my family. At first, I saw a few open mouths, but then everyone applauded. Claudia took a few steps back and first looked at the picture in disbelief and then at me.
"Is that me?"
I put my arm around her shoulders and gently pushed her towards the others so she could see the picture even better. I managed to create a real masterpiece with the picture. On the evening when I had met Claudia again, I took a few photos of her. Among other things, also on the side of her breast when she was just squirting milk again. The skin was well lit by the flash, the droplets frozen nicely, and the background was still reasonably dark. All I had to do was make the background a bit darker with the image processing; I touched up a few shiny areas on the skin and converted it to black and white.
I stood behind Claudia and put my arms around her stomach.
"Doesn't the woman have a beautiful breast?"
Approval came from all sides and then, Claudia could no longer defend herself. Embarrassed, she accepted the congratulations, still doubting whether it was all meant honestly. Finally, my mother stood in front of her and put her hands on her shoulders.
"Claudia, I hope you've finally realized that you're beautiful and nobody here wants to fool you. Manuela, of course, told us why you're here today, and none of us are here reluctantly. We all want to get to know you and, of course, help you to have a little more fun in life again."