He enjoyed her quick wit and her ability to talk easily and knowledgeably about a wide range of subjects.After his divorce Arthur had naturally become... wary of women. The last thing he wanted was to be drawn into another unpleasant relationship. His mother had been a rock but then one rather expected that and she was different from other women. He had been deeply touched by Isobel's gentle concern for him in addition to her first class professional service. He felt that Dorothy was made of the. ”He helped her sit on the edge of the tub. She laid back and spread her legs wide. Oh fuck, he could not believe how wet she was, but then again, anything he did to her made her cunt drool with anticipation.He reached for the cream, lathered her up, and took the razor and gently slid it across her flesh.She quivered when he applied the shave cream, and gasped when he slid the razor across her pussy. Oh it felt so erotic, every muscle twitched, with anticipation.“Ooooh that feels good, if you. It's mind blowing seeing a pretty woman in themirror, the kind of girl i'd like to date, no offense! Everything is sosexy. Wearing a bra, having breasts, satin lingerie, a tight corset,sheer stockings hooked to my corset over shaved legs. Wearing a skirtand blouse and heels, having long hair, wearing makeup and lipstick.It's all too much...i don't feel like myself at all. I feel sofeminine!" Tell me about it, Amanda! You're wearing my clothes and I feel sofeminine in them as well! But embrace. A movement on the stairway caught his eye, and his daughter, Zoe, stepped out of the shadows. Was she good? Zoe asked, her voice very even, not a hint of anger. She was excellent, Grampa replied, motioning her into his room. Very tasty, and a nice fuck as well, he told her. Zoe wore a flimsy nightie with no panties underneath, an outfit which Grampa knew meant she had come down for a nice fuck before breakfast. She sat on his bed, and he sat beside her, still naked. Zoe wanted to know what.