Next afternoon, when I had finished my lunch and was watching TV the bell rang. I had forgotten that the tailor would be coming. I opened the door and...asked him to come in. He sat on the sofa and I offered some cold drink. I had another look at him and again had high heart beat. He looked like film star Raj Kiran of those days.I was wearing a house coat and went to the bedroom to change to a blouse and sari. All my blouses were very tight. Only when was a bit OK but when worn on a bra it was. Because your shirt is always wet as if you been working or something wet has got on". "you speak from experience then heh, its not sweat or juices though, its my milk" and a look of surprise and arousment on her face and said " show me please i've tried to get milk out but it doesn't work for me.Long story shotr she took of her shirt and started to milk her tits and after a few drops my sister had started suckling from her but at this moment I walked in. "ah thought you were having a shower. “Oh dear. I have really let the cat out of the bag, will you promise not to say anything?” Norma asked.“I think I will have to let Jan know, but yes, I will promise not to mention it, other than to her.”“Well, now that’s out in the open, let’s see how you feel about it.”Norma undid the buttons of her blouse and removed it. She has beautiful breasts as I have seen them both in the photograph and in the dark last night. They are firm and with lovely nipples on the tip of her uplift and dark pink. A car will pick you up and start showing his locations. It will take at least two days to cover the area in and around Elizabeth,” he told me.“Until 10:45 tomorrow morning then,” I said as I took Jill’s hand and cast the transfer spell. We instantly vanished from the room at the restaurant to reappear in our room at the Swan. I was sure that Johnny was having words with his men about now.“I can understand now why your Wife committed suicide after seeing those pictures,” Jill told me in an upset.