At the same time the male was expelling what in fish is known as the milt.
"I'll—I'll go home with you, if you want me to, 'stead of with Milt," she quavered.
"Hello, Milt," said a familiar voice as he reined Marc close to the step.
Just hold on a minute and you'll see Milt Richardson pokin' along this way.
Milt scowled and looked as though he wished he hadn't said that.
He slipped on his robe and he and Milt went to join the others in the TV studio.
Milt withdrew the control in the middle of the seventh round.
As a Welterweight, Milt had learned to depend on speed and quick hands.
He wondered if Milt would have to clamp on the controls again.
Milt could control every muscle, every move and every reflex of his body.
