Sure enough, Shirley wasthere, dressed up herself as if she was going out, but helped him stripoff completely then handed him a flesh coloured control...brief to put on,something he felt superfluous to his needs.She helped him with a pair of nude pantyhose, then a dress the double ofthe one his wife was wearing except this one was pink and with matchingstrappy shoes. She followed him back down the stairs and straight to thedining room where his Mistress and Mr Holder were sitting at the. Moving to the side of the bed I studied her gorgeous face partially obscured by honey-blonde hair. Then I saw the slight smile; she was awake! What a minx! I grinned ... and paused. She was supposed to be at gymnastics practice. What was she doing here?Bending, inhaling her sensual scent, I drew her hair back off her face and kissed her cheek gently. "What are you doing here?" I asked softly. "Aren't you supposed to be at gymnastics?"Her smile broadened, eyes opening to look at me, such. Not only on me but for Joe as well.“Bro, I still can’t get over how you look man,” Joe said with amazement as he put the last plate in the washer.“Thanks bro,” I replied a little subdued.“Squirt, you ok?”I sort of cringed when he called me Squirt.“Ummm – Joe, this may come as a bit of a shock, but I don’t want to be called Squirt anymore.”He stood there staring at me in disbelief with his mouth frozen wide open. "Whaat - when," he shook his head trying to wrap his mind on what I just said. "I. Also pics on my profile will help you to see who i am referring to, and hopefully make this more imaginable x.This is a fantasy i have been giving much thought to recently so feel free to add any feedback.It starts one evening when i am home alone, and i get a phone call from a friend of my daughter telling me she is at a party, pissed out of her head and can i come pick her up.Naturally i oblige and upon arriving i find her in a very drunk state.I drive her to her house, and help her in, then.