So... our 5th child wasn't nursing well, and my wife wants to get a breast pump. We check with the local breastfeeding advocacy, and we were assigned to a lady who would rent the machine and teach us novices how to get Started. ($10/month or something not a big deal, but they are expensive to buy if on your 5th and last kid.) So I call up this lady and she schedules an appointment for us to come by and go through a 20 minute class and teach us how to use it properly. (They can be tricky) At the last minute my wife can't go - so I go by myself.

When I get to the address of this very expensive house and knock on the door it is answered by the most beautiful woman I've seen in a long time. 35'ish, dark hair, semi-petit, very pretty, and curvy where it counted. She has me come in and on the coffee table is the pump, she asks about my wife and is disappointed that she didn't come, but tells me I'm going to have to pay extra close attention so I may help her get adjusted. With that she starts unbuttoning her blouse, and opens it up and unclips her bra in the front exposing herself. She leans forward and picks up the pump. She tells me to pay attention now, and she clears away her bra and puts the pump right up on her, and squushes it around showing me how to get a good seal. Now she goes into additional explanation about the pump telling me about the intricacies, whilst leaving it all out in the open. This takes about 5 minutes. Then she does demo #2 on the other breast showing me how it works again. When the demo was complete she put the pearl handled guns back in the holster, clasped up, and buttoned her blouse back up. I signed something, and gave her a check, and debated all the way home whether or not to tell my wife of the good fortune we had of choosing this fine lady to help us with our breastfeeding needs.