It felt fantastic. Theresa had confessed she was willing to take a chance. A guy with his story would be really suspicious, but his sober, sensible mo...ther -- that would be quite something for a mother to cooperate with a line like his.“Theresa, you’re so sexy ... I really don’t want to talk with dead folks ... I just want to make love to you!”“I appreciate that. But yeah, go ahead and talk to your grandpa.”“Uh, you there, grandpa?”“Yes. Hi Peter. Sorry I never got to meet you when I was. Having found out that he'd knocked up Beverly and that she was more than pleased to be carrying a baby by him made him feel good. And then when he'd realized that Beverly wasn't feeling up to having sex with him for awhile now that she was having morning sickness and she'd quickly found Summer, the sexy younger woman to fill in when he needed some pussy. Philip felt his cock growing hard again remembering how hotly Summer had blown him that morning. She was one very randy young woman and he. ’ ‘If he’s any good he’ll want to go to visit my two half-sisters, my step-father and my father.’ ‘I suppose so. I’ll talk that over with him if he wants to do that. I have him on a retainer and will pay his research and travel costs. ‘I still don’t understand…’ ‘Leave it, Lisa. I may send you drafts to read. Eventually the whole picture will emerge and my decision to undertake this project will be justified, at least to me. Now, darling, enough of that, how long do I have you?’ ‘I return to. She smiled at that and told me to start the car.The place we were going was around 2 hours from the city. It was set in a quiet surrounding with nobody nearby for about a kilometer. The bungalow was owned by one of my colleagues who had lent it to me for the weekend. It was totally deserted but was fully furnished with a swimming pool. We reached there at around 8.00pm. It was winter and the air had a chill to it. We walked hand in hand towards the front steps and went in. The place was huge.