Early Monday morning the heatwaves rolled along the dirt road lined by apple trees. A white truck formed within the blurry mirage and Liam waved it down. Its nice Chrome luster reflected the sun like a mirror.
"This note says I am expecting someone by the name of Hans Baron to collect the supplies." Liam said to himself.
As the truck slowed to a halt, a boy his age with strawberry blonde hair stepped out. He wore a hat with suspenders and farm clothes. Just like Liam, his face was gifted with charming looks and potentially could've passed as his cousin.
"Hello, Hans?"
"Hello! My name is Friedrick!" He greeted cheerfully.
"How do you do! I am Liam! It is nice to meet you!" Liam said as they shook hands.
Friedrick's friendly demeanor made him such a likable character. His smile looked contagious, his high risen cheeks accentuated his smile and his glacier blue eyes looked warm and welcoming.
"I was told Hans would be collecting the milk today." Liam said.
"Oh, Hans is my father! This is my first pickup. Forgive me but I hope you had received that message by postal travel"
"I remember now. Great! Well let's get started shall we?"
"Of course,' Friedrick said as he hopped out of the truck, "let me show you!"
Both boys loaded the refrigerated truck with loads of milk bottles and tanks. The machinery inside was surprisingly quite intricate to preserve the milk.
"All set! Hoo!" Friedrick wiped the sweat from his brow.
"Friedrick, you look a little strained, why don't you come inside and have yourself a nice break? I've got milk, eggs and croissants!"
"Aw, if you'd be so kind as to insist! I'd be glad to!"
Liam invited him to eat together in the kitchen by the sunny breezing window. They enjoyed croissants, eggs and bacon with a tall glass of the girls' milk.
"Mmm! This is delicious," Friedrick exclaimed, "such rich and splendid taste indeed! I see you have a secured pasture as well."
"You have one too?" Liam asked.
"I do in fact! It was passed down to me by my father."
"Does he tend to your livestock while you make deliveries?"
"He did at one point. But now it's just me. I actually haven't seen him for a while now if I'm being honest."
Liam noticed Friedrick's cheerful smile fade and he empathically sympathized.
"Where has he been?"
"I was actually hoping you would tell me he'd have stopped by recently. He told me he went on a trip and wouldn't be able to return for quite some time. I haven't seen or heard from him since. It gets awfully lonely sometimes in the house but I do spend time in the pasture with plentiful company."
"I understand," Liam sympathized, "my father told me the same thing before he left. Surely I can do whatever it takes to help lift your spirits. And you're surely welcome to talk with me about it anytime."
"Imagine that, both our fathers have gone and done the same thing. Maybe they're on the same journey. I greatly appreciate your kindness, Liam, more than anything. But in the meantime my herd keeps me grounded. They're my family."
"Your herd?"
"My girls!"
"Girls? You have them too??"
"I do! Four of them in fact. What about yourself?"
"I have six! They're quite a handful but they're really the sweetest and have the brightest personalities. I love them."
"Mine too! I love them as well. They truly are wonderful to me."
"Do they ever get jealous or covet you?"
"Oh you know the girls, of course they do. But I do my utmost to keep them all happy any way I can." Friedrick laughed. "Hey, did you happen to receive an invitation in the mail yet?"
"For the festival? Yes I have!"
"Oh how exciting! I will be there as well! Maybe our girls will get the chance to meet!"
"That would be lovely! I'd love for them to get together."
"Great! Love to see you all there. Well thank you so much for this delicious brunch! You're very hospitable, Liam!"
"Of course! You are welcome over anytime, Friedrick. See you in a couple weeks!"
The boys said their goodbyes and Friedrick drove off the property.
***
Liam entered through the wooden door where Mirriam spotted him on the hill. She flashed her signature cute smile and headed towards him. Her gigantic breasts bounced and wobbled as she walked, her laced bra barely covering her lovely areola. Victoria followed behind her wearing a black one piece that allowed her wide hips, defined legs and supple butt to show.
"Have a good night's sleep, love?" Mirriam asked before kissing him.
"I had some truck offloading to do but I slept good yes." He replied, kissing her on the cheek before giving one to Victoria.
Mirriam flashed a cute youthful smile that made anyone do the same back. She loved seeing people's expressions when she flaunted her lovely mood.
"Oh you always work so hard, Liam. In fact, I may need some offloading of my own. My poor breasts are so swollen," she said, whipping her brown hair behind her head, revealing her cleavage, "why don't you give them a good licking? It will give you more strength to start the day."
Liam peeled her thin lace bra aside, letting her large teardrop breast bounce and rebound against her body. The large bosom swayed with the smallest motion and her pink nipples stuck out begging to be nourished. He placed his hand upon her warm mammary flesh and lifted it to his mouth then pinched it between his lips. The taste was like a vanilla milkshake but a more nutritious breakfast. Mirriam's milk had become fuller and moaned as the boy's lips glistened with her milk.
"Awwhh thank you, it feels so much better already. Ooohh."
