“Your grandmother was a lovely woman.”“Thank you,” Jenny Davies said as she closed the door behind the two people who had just entered.“I th...ught it would be better to do this here, at your home, rather than the office,” he went on as he took a seat in the lounge, acknowledging the other woman and man also there. “And I have brought along Carol Summers to answer any medical questions you might wish to discuss.”The blonde girl smiled and took a seat. Brad Walker opened his briefcase and. He did notaccept the fact that his wife did not look down on him for his urges todress like a woman. How could she be so loving to him when he was soweak and give into dressing how no real man would?The crevice of fear and doubt was growing exponentially the last coupleof days, for it was coming up on his maid service day and still,Jennifer's maid uniform has not come in the mail. He could not believethat he allowed himself to believe such a noble being, such as MissJennifer, would allow. Oh my god! That was the movement when I realized how sexy and hot she was. Her navel was so deep and round. Her hot waist made it look sexier. The thing that caught my attention more, was her cleavage. It was so sexy, like mangoes hanging on the branches.I wondered how she was maintaining her figure so well. Because she was having a far prettier figure, than a woman who was having 2 kids.From that day onwards, I started visiting her home, making some silly excuses, especially when uncle was not. She was a widow but she was upbeat and didn't seem as serious as Badra. Her two young sons probably kept her too busy for much introspection. They were four and six, and they were curious, full of questions, and active, never stopping in one place for more than a few seconds. Her sister greeted Badra warmly, but the two boys tried to climb her like she was a tree. Isidora and I were introduced as Badra's American friend and his fiancée. Isidora blushed at that. Salma, Badra, and Isidora.