He usually returned her cheerful greetings with a grunt or nod, concentrating on how long an apple peel he could create. He seldom smiled, and Carolin...e thought he smelled peculiar."How's your father," he answered her usual greeting as she skipped past today, wide skirt flapping. Caroline stopped, blinked and smiled."Oh fine, fine," the girl said, quickly pulling a rickety old chair up beside Robert's rocker and chasing a big cat from its seat. "He's hoping the fertilizer business will really. He had done itbefore, but not to the extend as he was going to do it now.He remembered what happened to the real Dr. Zaaijer. He isn't a doctoranymore. But he is still in the medical profession. The real Dr.Zaaijer is the only (as far as Dr. Zaaijer knew) transvestite malenurse. He never wears the typical scrub pants and tops of nurses, noteven of female nurses. Instead he wears a scrubs button front dress witha traditional collar and short or elbow length sleeves. The dress isalways in. I pulled the blanket up before moving and slowly sat up. I looked at her, noticing a flush to her cheeks as well as the fact that her gaze was still frozen in my lap."I'm really sorry, it must have gotten hung up" I said, weakly.She chuckled softly, "Hung..." she murmured as she leaned down and put the tray in my lap. Her shirt was unbuttoned to the point where I saw right down it. Gazing down at her cleavage, I nodded thanks as she began to straighten up. Looking at her, I saw her cheeks were. Greg started pumping her faster, and the pop of their skin slapping together became louder. Aaaaargh! Baby Im coming! yelled Greg. He then slammed his body into her rigidly a few times, pushing his cock deep inside her as he released himself. Sunny arched her neck back and squealed loudly. UHHHAIIEEEEEE! Every muscle in her body flexed as she and my brother came together. As Sunnys cry faded away, her chest heaved as she breathed heavily. As Greg stroked her back, she looked over at me and.