And in full electric light, I couldsee it really was him, if a little translucent. "Fine," I said. "It was your sister. But that stilldoesn't explain ...what you're doing here." "Haunting you, silly girl." "But, if Tina isn't dead, you can't be her ghost!" He grinned again. "I'm not her ghost, I'm mine. You see,when you turned Tim Jones into Tina Jones physically andmentally, and changed reality so everyone thought it had alwaysbeen that way, I died." "That's not true!" I shouted. "You were still. After a moment, Melissa began, “Jeff, practically speaking, Di has always been your wife, has always run the household. We’re only eighteen. Nobody will accept either of us as their boss. I think — we think,” she continued after locking eyes with her sister-wife for an instant, “that Diana kinda worked into the job. As things grew, she took over more and more duties, and one of those duties was supervising everyone at the Retreat, not just your wives.”Jeff wasn’t deterred. On the contrary,. One girl in particular finished up being a top model. She was an absolute stunner, and I confess to fantasizing having sex with her, from the moment we shared the same room.In all we numbered 30 girls from around Europe, the most of which were from Germany, and these girls were more sexually advanced in years than their counterparts from other regions, including myself.Sex was nothing to them and you would see frequently a stable boy or jockey walk up to them, say something, and they both. So I put it out of my mind and got the scissors, razor and shaving cream.I walked into the room and saw her laying there totally naked. I couldn’t help but think that here was my baby and she was just as hot as me. I tried to maintain my composure and said don’t even think about it she’s your daughter.I got on the bed and took out the scissors. “ok baby I’m going to trim your pussy first then shave it” She smiled and said “cool”.I moved it close and began to trim. There wasn’t a lot of.