Other papers looked like deeds to the farm in Rhodesia. ‘Rhodesia?’ asked Omar. ‘Where is that?’ ‘On the other side of Africa. To the south,...’ said Le Brun. ‘Not a place for an orphan girl to go to on her own.’ ‘I do not know a thing about farming,’ said Mary. ‘It is wild there. Lots of unrest from the natives,’ added O’Shea. ‘You best sell that place mademoiselle,’ suggested Le Brun. She nodded. All the plans Charles had made were crumbling to dust. She needed the money as she had nothing left.. And finally i came out from the home and asked "what do you want aunty?" i was in little panic and she noticed me and asked me straight what did you see that day ..? i said i so nothing and i didnt came to your home. but woman said babies told her that i was looking at room from the hole above the window and i run to home. and she forced me to answer the question.. finally i said " im sorry and i didnt expect to look at your room in that way and i just checked the room because someone was. Turnsout that dressing as a girl is my drug!I touched up my makeup and went to see mom. I did not actually say Iwould remain as Diane, she could see the changes for herself, and knewwhat I had decided. That afternoon I removed some of my boy clothes tomake room for my other wardrobe, then fashioned a vanity of sorts out oftwo old end tables we had in the basement. Mom contributed a curlingiron and some makeup along with a mirror that I hung on the wall. Overthe next few days About all I did was. Thats fucking hot, she grinned.That your wife? she asked watching the show.Still holding his erection, we turned to the show.My wife was holding the old guys cock in her mouth, Bert was getting rough now.He was straddling her legs, her ass was arched up to him.As if she needed every inch of him, she bucked to meet his thrusts.Several more deep, forceful thrusts and he buried himself deep and climaxed,,again.He laid flat on her to catch his breath, whispering and kissing her neck.The old guy was.