I can just smell her lightly perfumed scent. I’m sure now that she’s going to come home with me.Inside, I order two coffees as she examines the ha...f dozen small paintings. Each is a different nude in a swirled and smeared colorful way; with little paw prints and swishes obviously made by the cat.I didn’t mention that most of the ones sold were from, shall I say, my previous models. I think Karen will be next.“I LOVE them! They’re so ... cute!”“Cute ... That’s better than most of the comments I. ” I assured her we would and she turn around and walked to the car, at this time I was holding Samantha from behind. I couldn’t help but stare at Samantha’s mom’s gorgeous ass. You could see her black thong right through her tight white booty shorts. I didn’t notice my cock beginning to grow from this but I soon realized it when Samantha turned around and said,“Come on, it’s my mom, plus if you are a good boy you can see noticed that Alex was still asleep. So we slowly got out of the pool,. Jon or Joan does not seem to mind atall, she takes care of the house, and as long as she is tranquilized shedoes not notice anything. There are a lot of things that she needs toknow about being a young lady though. We are now approaching the two yearmark now in Joan's development. In this picture she discovers what shelooks like in girl clothes. We were getting ready to go out to the mall.Joan had not spent much time in girl clothes. Joan was not ontranquilizers anymore and it seemed to be. As she approached, I started to ask her if the excitement I felt as I admired her quite charming young body was appropriate for a dead man. I wisely chose not to say anything as she asked, “Do you want outra bica, and are you coming over for dinner tonight?”I said, “Yes,” and, “of course.”I guess I should back up a little. Before I “died” I was known as Dave Lawrence, loving husband of Sandra, living in Colorado when I died. Now, I was Carlos Zinganda, known as Charlie, expatriate Spaniard.