I have a background check on both Mister Gleason and his wife, Nina Sayers Gleason, and I'd have 'em babysitting my great-grandkids." He directed his ...comment to Mrs. Garrett and her husband. "Folks, I question your judgment in undertaking this quest. You would be advised to reconcile with your grand-daughter's father if you wish to remain in her life. I find no reason for awarding custody to you."I felt Sandy tug my hand, barely suppressing a squeal of glee. Nina touched my other hand."Mister. You don’t…..he is?’ ‘He says you’re estranged, how estranged are you?’ she asked me, covering the speaker with one hand. ‘About 3000 miles,’ I answered, thinking it was a conveniently safe way of putting it. ‘He says you always buy dark beer and he doesn’t like it.’ ‘I know, tell him we’re almost there,’ I said, thinking he would let her end the conversation. She directed me to pull in front of a two car garage which was attached to a small ranch house. It looked neat and well kept but in need. ’ Cherie looked at him, then asked him to wait for a second. She excused herself and left the living room. He sat there patiently, wondering what was going on. He really should get going, he thought, he would need a good night’s sleep to prepare the brunch tomorrow. Thomas felt slender fingers trace his collarbone and turned around. He was very surprised at what he saw. Cherie was standing behind him, she looked lovely, incredible in fact. She was wearing a pale yellow silk teddy, trimmed with. How does that appeal?’ I confess it appealed greatly. Donna and the Dress Donna was wearing a dress. It was a very conservative black number with a pleated front and a bodice that contained her small bosom beautifully. I couldn’t see much of it, hidden by the table as it was, but a flash of bare shin was visible. I had never seen her dressed like this before and I have to admit I was taken aback. Not, you understand, disappointed, rather surprised to see my androgynous lover thus attired..