A friend who I knew for a couple of years, suggest him and his wife came over for the week to keep me company and to have a cheap holiday. I agreed I ...new his wife who was a good looking women with big tits and a come and fuck me attitude. On the organised day they arrived and the trip from the airport was eventful as the wife was already drunk and asking all sorts of questions about the night life. We arrived at the apartment and the wife went off to get cleaned up and have a piss which she. ” She looked up at me. “Keep rubbing until it starts to dry out on our bellies.”For the rest if the week, I looked forward to my long lunch each day. Our routine was pretty much the same each time with slight changes. On Tuesday it was Gail who played with her boobs to get the milk to flow. On Wednesday, they both had their boobs out squirting milk all over the place.Thursday, I was stroking and rubbing and watching them playing with their boobs but I needed a little something extra. When the. As I walked toward him he stood, but not with the former vigor he once had. It was clear his wife's death was still on his mind."Hello Dennis," I greeted him politely."Hello, Linda," he answered the same. "What's so important that I had to drop what I was doing and meet with you?" Sit down," I said. He did, and I smoothed out my skirt and sat down next to him. "Dennis, I need you to answer some questions for me - open and honestly." Honestly I can do, providing they're questions I can answer,". 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.