Comari Dawn

Part One: A Fresh Start - Chapter Four

The following morning, I awoke with a yawn before I realized at some point during the night I'd gotten a small furry bed companion. I smiled before the reality of what she was doing, in her sleep, struck me. She'd found one of my breasts and had latched on, probably from an unconscious instinct, and was nursing on it softly.

After taking a moment to take in what was happening I sighed before gently shifting her away from my drained breast towards the other side which still needed some attention. As she began to draw the milk from my breast I considered what my options were. Leaving her in the hospital when they eventually decided I was suitable for discharge was an idea which was quickly losing its appeal. It wasn't so much the nursing, but rather everything else about her which was tugging on my heartstrings. She reminded me so much of Samantha Hawke it hurt me to my core. However, it wasn't a bad kind of pain but rather a cathartic kind which I probably needed given how abruptly my sister been taken from me.

A short while after she finished nursing, and I'd gotten her freed from my breast, she softly began to wake up. As soon as she opened her eyes she licked her lips of the milky drool which was still in the corners of her mouth. "Uh... Martin?" She asked looking up at me.

"Yes kitten?" I answered with a question of my own since I wanted to know what she was thinking.

"Uh... why is there milk in my mouth?" She asked, and I could see she was confused and unsure of what was going on.

I considered how to respond before I gently took her hand and gently placed it on the peak of one of my breasts while trying to figure out how to say what I should tell her about her nursing.

However as soon as I did so she sat up slightly to look at where her hand was before looking at me. "I was suckling like a baby?" She asked, and I could tell, from her tone, she was slightly disturbed by the concept.

I nodded softly before gently brushing her headfur softly with the fingers of my free hand. "I know it is surprising." I told her before I had to chuckle softly, "I was a bit surprised when I woke up to you nursing, but I think your instincts know what you need." I told her gently before sitting up and giving her a hug.

As she sat back on her haunches her eyes went wide and I could tell she was bothered by something else but when she burst into tears and began crying I did the only thing which I could think of. I hugged her warmly and began to pat her back softly while my nose informed me of the reason she was crying.

I was probably as surprised at the development as she was, and I had to adjust my line of thinking before I gently took charge and quickly and efficiently got her changed and cleaned up. When I finished up by sliding a new pull-up up her legs she looked at me gratefully before finally managing to say something.

"I'm sorry Martin... I dun' know what happened."

"It's okay kitten," I told her while softly rubbing her fuzzy stomach softly. "I will always help you out if you're having problems." I told her, while promising to myself I'd do what I could to bring her with me when I was discharged from the hospital.

The rest of the day followed in pretty much the same pattern which had been established the day before, though Nurse Sanders and I both noticed Tracy was having much more trouble keeping herself clean and dry than she'd had the day before. I'd found myself talking with the nurse, when Tracy was having a nap after lunch this time, as we discussed the problem.

"What can I do about this?" I asked her, "It is rather upsetting for her." I commented, "I mean she's eleven years old but..."

"Martin, what are your instincts telling you?" Sanders asked me with a lifted eyebrow. "I mean I suspect you've had experience with children before.