He kept harrying the spiders with the ball of light until they had all backed off and scuttled away from the body. He chuckled when the little simian ...hrew the stick it carried after one of them to encourage it to keep going.He hoped the bright light had killed whatever night vision the spiders had as he slid down the side of the slope. He carefully approached the body and said softly, “Hi little fellow, can I have a look at your friend?”The simian looked at him and then gently stroked the dark. I would drop by my grandmothers once in a while and let myself in. She always liked seeing me and I enjoyed seeing her. Especially those 60 year old boobs in those cleavage baring dresses. But she was very straight forward, very strict. So sure, I always thought in the back of my mind what it would be like, but knew it was a disgusting thought and knew it would never happen. My grandmother was dating this guy named Roger who was a nice enough guy but I noticed there were times I'd see them. The place was fairly dark so it tool several seconds for her eyes to adjust to the low light level, but when they did, she realized that there wasn't a man in the place as she had stumbled into one of the lesbian hangouts New Town was famous for. There were about seven or eight women playing pool and three sitting at the bar nursing drinks and talking to the bartender while a juke box was in the corner while some light pop music was playing in the back ground.Even before she sat down a strong. She giggled as ever.My feed sessions would normally take place when Raj, my husband, had left for work. Nights were different when I had started to take Raj’s help with feeds. His helping hand wouldn’t stop there and most of the times we would end up feeding my poor husband more than the poor baby. At one time things went so out of control that I had to lie by my side to attend to the baby while Raj finished his job on me down there. Later he soaked my breast with his milk and then sucked off.