I am sure seeing Tristan was the reason I was getting a chubby or was it the sight of Mary reaching up to the ceiling with the duster showing off a sm...oth midriff and her shorts tightening as she stretched, I could see that she had white panties on as I got a glimpse up her shorts as she stretched. “I can’t quite reach the top Gramps” she said so I got a chair and up she got, in the interest of safety I had hold of her hips as she stood stretching on the chair. As she bent to gather dust from. ”“And how would you have known that ... Bobby?” asked a very shrewd Mrs. Miles.“Well ... I kind of learned that because of ... um ... some other times?” I finished it as a question.“What others, Bobby?” came the inevitable question.“I can’t really say Ma’ ... um Shirley. I mean it wouldn’t be right to say their names.”“Well, at least he has some discretion,” said Shirley to her imaginary friend. All women have one of those. They talk to them pretty regular too.She looked me dead in the eye. “Do. . Still'broadcasting' at you?"He shook his head and said, "No, this is worse." Worse?" I asked.He shook and spoke, taking a breath between each word as thoughspeaking was exhausting, saying, "I know people don't see me as smart,but I do know things."I know that we are made from sperm and egg, so we carry in us parts ofboth our mothers and fathers, both male and female within us."What he did to me, it's... strengthened the female side of me, givenher a voice, a voice I can hear getting louder. Abbey was unaware of what Joe was planning as she became comfortable with wearing very little in the apartment.One thing that did not change was Abbey sitting at Joe’s feet and rubbing his legs. Joe was happy to see that Abbey did not need him to tell her to assume this position of subservience at his feet. However, in spite of her previous act of contrition when she licked his feet, Abbey did not voluntarily repeat her act of abasement.Joe soon changed that.“Abbey, when you are sitting at my.