"Are you ready?" she asked.She held my hand tightly as I stood up. Amazingly the added threeinches in height felt almost natural; as I walked over to... the mirror, Ifelt a natural spring enter my step that I hoped was girlish, anyway.The satin lining around my skirt swished. "Try to walk with one foot infront of the other," she told me, "and take small, quick steps." Like when I was wearing the hoopskirt?" I asked."Exactly," she said.The skin on my legs tingled from the pantyhose as I want back. ‘That’s my baby girl, Sarah.’ ‘How old’s she?’ ‘Twelve.’ My legs suddenly feel weak, and I sit -collapse, almost- on the couch. ‘She’s a beautiful girl,’ Ashley says, almost sadly. ‘Where’s your boy?’ I say. ‘He’s spending the night with Grandma and Grandpa,’ she says. ‘Oh,’ I say. There’s something in the tone of her voice that reminds me of something, but I can’t place it. ‘Devin,’ Ashley says after some silence, ‘what do you think is going to happen? You know, with you and your wife, your. I’d have to ask their parents sometime how they were intending to tackle any explanations that might be required – when I’d Googled Lucas the search results had left me in no doubt that his talent agency specialized in the adult industry. When the kids were old enough to understand the terminology, they’d also know for sure how their dad earned a living.We took our leave about six; Maya offered us supper but we politely declined, citing three hungry dogs back at my place. Lucas slipped me his. I had a nice partial erection pressing in my jeans as I expectantly waited for Weather to sit on my lap, her lovely butt pressed to me, and letting her feed me ice cream. I especially looked forward to her licking any spilled ice cream from my face. I wondered if I could reciprocate. That would be nice. In fact, it would be very interesting to take some ice cream upstairs and see how her slender, delectable body would react as I spooned it over her and ate it up. Man, her pert boobs would.