‘I didn’t know what it would take. You can rest easy. I don’t think I’ll be using this look again.’ ‘Did Jeff like it?’ ‘He may see my... hair in curlers, my face covered with cream and my pregnant belly out to who knows where, but he won’t see me like this.’ ‘Too bad I don’t have my camera handy,’ said Jen, probably forgetting her phone. ‘You’d be risking your life taking that picture.’ ‘So how is Jeff? Is that still going well?’ ‘Jeff is fabulous in every way,’ I said. I’m not sure I said it so. She whispered that I could cuddle with her during the night as we slept, so that it wouldn’t be a total loss for me. I told her I loved her and drew close so that my arms hugged her body, but I kept my erection at a distance from her buns lest she get upset and ruin the evening by getting angry at what I couldn’t help. She sighed and got quiet. I had almost fallen asleep when she shifted so that my hand came in contact with her breast.I froze. I had not done it purposely, though I instantly. "Yes," I agreed."No that is John Lord Beasdale." Braithwaite replied, "My master has bequeathed the title not a hour since." Liar!" Dowling cried and lunged forward.Braithwaite stopped him, "The document is here," he averred, "Read it!"Lucy was with them and she rushed forth, "No tis a sham!" she cried, "Let me see!" and she grabbed at the parchment, and read down the page, her expression turning slowly from anger to utter fear, "It cannot be!" she protested, "Father!" See, there is no. I liked it and liked it and liked it until she came. "Honey, you at least do this better than daddy does", she said while catching her breath. She then said "We can have your sister sleep upstairs and daddy in the guest room. This way he will be just across from the room from us." I knew she was teasing me. I was mad when I first found out about my high school sweetheart and wife being in an i****tual relationship with her own father but I also found it very erotic as she wanted me to join them.