“So what have these two told you?” I asked.“They say you have the big score and need more women,”Lucinda replied.“And yo...’re… interested?” I asked. It still wasn’tclear to me how I’d collected TWO women, let alone howI could be interviewing a third…“Yes,” Lucinda replied simply.Bonnie stepped in. “Lucinda is from Costa Rica, andshe’s um, visiting her sister and brother-in-law. Thesituation isn’t,. I say I won’t forget and leave. PART THREE – THE SECOND DAY Tonight is the big night. Dinner and dancing. I’ve dreamed all night of holding Neoni in my arms as we twirl and spin away from this place. As I said, I’ve got it bad. I get out of bed the next morning needing coffee, bad. I find all old pair of jogging shorts, and several old shirts, which, to my amazement, still fit. I dress in them, put on my old tennis shoes and go down stairs. Mom is waiting for me. She looks, as she always has,. Have you felt that dreamy state after an orgasm? Halfway between sleep and arousal. Well, to begin suckling your lover at this time is just heavenly.And so it was that Beth and I began to induce my lactation. We would always begin just after an orgasm. Then would begin the most sensual time of pleasuring and female bonding as she would lick, suck, caress and tease me. Beth would take me from a state of post-orgasmic sensuality to one of further ecstasy as she 'went to town' on me.Her touch was. We never made it, at least not the first time. Halfway down the hall she had her hands all over me, her mouth melding with mine, our kisses fueled by the wine and about three months of me being able to think of nothing else than making love to this amazing woman… The curtains closed tight, the lights out, the room bathed in semi-darkness, I rolled over on my side, my hand inside the waistband of my panties, stroking myself, imagining it was her hand, her fingers that slipped between my.