”“Did Cecily ... er er ... do it ... like shave?” I ventured, my addiction for sexy tittle tattle knew no bounds. “It was a shave?”“Yeah, ...she did she has ... had a lot. It’s very thick and tough, you’ve seen her hair ... on her head, like her daddy,” she snickered.I wish, I mused, then I wondered if Grant had the last laugh and that got me worried. It occurred to me that maybe he is was still delving into his pastime, which had caused him and his wife April so much trouble and shame. He had. ”We had a nice dinner, then after cleaning up, Jessica, Kara, Birgit, and I got ready for karate. Donna decided to come along and watch, and unsurprisingly, Birgit had questions.“You knew my dad when you were little?”“I met him when I was twelve. He moved to our street. I was friends with your Aunt Stephanie.”“You and Dad had sex, didn’t you?”Donna gasped and stopped in her tracks.“I warned you,” I said gently, taking Donna’s hand. “Just answer her straight. Kara or I will say something if she. He glanced sheepishly at himself. He’s a hunk. “I was a lousy engineer,” he said. “One night I came in here to play cards and a guy at the table got pretty drunk and rowdy. I can usually tolerate that but he assaulted a woman at the table. I picked him up and threw him out of the casino. I had security all over me, but the woman went straight to the management and demanded they release her hero or she’d sue the casino for lack of protection of their patrons. The dealer and the pit boss both. Inside him. Deep inside his pipework.Jim was the bottom all right. No mistaking his build. Or the way he kissed the man who had just finished fucking him. Kissed him in a way that he'd never kiss her. Damn, life was so unfair. Mandy would give anything to have Jim. To have him inside her. Even inside her own ass, if it came to that. She wasn't much into anal, but she might be willing with the right guy. Like Jim, for example. But how? How?Mandy had once let a woman she worked with talk her.