"Cute." was all she said. I knew she was getting used to see me asher sissy.I spent the rest of the day cleaning house, and wearing heels and askir... was the wrong thing to do. So I went upstairs and changed tojeans and my sneakers. Scrubbing the bath and kitchen floors on one'shands and knees is awfully hard on the knees, and Linda had me go to thehardware store that afternoon and get knee pads that tied on to wearwhen scrubbing the floor. By four P.M. I was done, but quite tired. . My throat ran dry. I was speechless. Since I had asked if there was any way I could help, she laughed shyly and said “What can you do? Can you feed my baby when I’m busy with something else?” I just smiled but didn’t move away from there. Instead I went closer to her and sat down on the floor. She was on her bed with legs down. I touched her legs gently and said “Now you have double responsibility. I am also thirsty for that milk. So now you have to breastfeed the baby as well as me”. She. I began to unbutton his shirt and he my blouse but we both became impatient with the buttons and ripped the clothes off. I undid his trousers and he unclipped my skirt and we both climbed out of them. We were left in underclothes, me in bra, thong, and stockings, him his silk boxers. He held me tight again, pulling me close to him and kissing my neck and shoulder. I could feel his hardness pressing into my tummy and I reached down to touch it but he stopped me. ‘Turn round,’ he said huskily. I. She said, ‘Dad, you have a nice cock.’ ‘Hold on, Connie. Let’s take this a little slower.’ Connie had been frantic. With difficulty she forced herself to calm down. She stood quietly in front of him nude. ‘I’m guessing we are going to do this a couple of times to increase the odds of getting you pregnant.’ Connie nodded. ‘ I only know one way to have sex and that is to make love to. Can we take it slow, respect one another and do this in a loving manner?’ Connie was struck by what he said. .