When I got there I saw young Jason from next door. He was walking dejectedly along the pavement wheeling his bicycle. It had obviously got a punctured...front tyre, and he looked absolutely forlorn. He had just turned 16, and this was the start of his last school summer holiday. We’d known Jason and his parents ever since we moved in, and we used to baby-sit him. I remember tucking him into his bed in the winter! He was now growing up to be a tall, charming and very handsome young man! I don’t. "Within a minute his butt was bobbing up and down. They had seen that in the wagon. They just hadn't realized what it actually meant. Becky had assumed it was a result of AJ rubbing his willy on the outside, like Frank Jr. had done to her in the pond while they had sex. Or thought they were having sex. Now, watching that thick, long thing slide in and out of their mother, and hearing her cries of joy, it was obvious that this was what "having sex" meant, rather than what she had believed up to. . but she had too! It didn't matter that she was stuck in traffic now. The world around her didn't exist. She figured since the traffic had come to a complete stop she would just put the car in park as the other people around her were doing to conserve gas.The late spring weather was hot and muggy around her and the late days' sun was beaming through her window in on her, and the over shirt that covered her halter top was beginning to stick to her from her body sweating. She took the shirt off. While he and his family stood at the edge of the road nearby.I had a sudden feeling this picture was very important I couldn't tear my attention away from it. The newsprint dots, the writing, the position of the people in the photograph. It was suddenly essential I see something in this photograph. Something that had to do with my new-found gift. I knew this had to do with the 'obligation' which I'd been told about during my dream.I closed my eyes and laid my hand across the paper. With a deep.