I felt bad as I reached for the heifwr's large and good "teet". I felt awkward like I was molesting her as I grabbed hold of the large one. The farmer instructed me to reach up, close off as though I'm making an air bubble, and to squeeze that pod. For each pod, there is a small of amount of milk collected.
Now I understood why milk maids needed to have small hands. I got excited as I started to understand the rhythm of milking as stream after stream started spraying on the pan.