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 ...reath, I cleared my mind and allowed the photograph to take shape in my head. The sharpness of the image made the scene fresh and brilliant. The characters were frozen in time, the vapour from the truck's hydraulics hung in the air as a solid curtain. The cars on the other side of the barrier were caught in their rush. I began to track through. “Mmm, she's so hot and delicious. You're going to love fucking this hole.”My bowels squeezed on her finger. Such a wicked thrill shot through me. I was so focused on losing my cherry and being bred, I hadn't thought of anal. It was this amazing treat. Delight shot through me as I imagined Daddy back there.Mommy thrust a second finger into my asshole. She worked her fingers in and out of my depths. I groaned. This amazing treat surged through me as she licked at my pussy. My orgasm swelled and. ..NOT football.The fact that me and you are sat here wearing sexy clothes and make-upis worth singing about, right?" Damn right it is!" Paige- Jessica's fianc?e- cheers in her thickGlaswegian accent."Hmm..." I say with a grin. "Think this song might have already beenwritten by Shania Twain, hehe!" I giggle along with my four friends asparty gets more and more energised.Eventually, the two couples I'm sat with make their way onto themakeshift dancefloor, and I get up to try to find another group. I slide in next to you, my leg resting gently next to yours as we talk. You’re so easy to be near and I’m loving every minute of this flirtation, and I let you know with a smile, a touch of my hand on your arm and increasingly intense eye contact. Feeling bold, I ask if you’d like to take a walk as evening closes in around us. Taking you by the hand, I lead you out of the bar and into the night, pulling your arm around me as we slowly stroll down the street. Your smell is hypnotic, your.