”She looked back at me standing below her on the stairs with my tiny notebook and my number two pencil in my hot little hand with a look that made m... nervous for a reason that had no basic in logic and confused me into agreeing without more than a nod of my silly head.She had her quarters right in room 101 and I guess that was the perk of the job of managing the five story building down in the seamier side of town closer to the Mission District than most folks would look for if they wanted. I need a real cock, you pitiful littlesissy, not that pathetic excuse for one." Again she prodded my hard dickand laughed.I blushed and looked at the floor, but my cock got stayed hard."You're worthless as a man. Go and dress in your formal uniform, littlesissy maid. And do a good job with your makeup!" she ordered as Ihastened to obey.About forty minutes later, I entered the kitchen where she was sitting inthe sun, streaming through the windows, sipping coffee and reading thepaper. She was. This went on for several minutes and Zelena started to feel the heat emanating from between her legs and filling her body, and when her grandfather moved up and lay on top of her then slowly slipped his penis into her ready slit she gasped, then groaned with pleasure. She'd abandoned all resistance, and with her legs spread wide and raised straight up Zelena was participating in this gross orgy in spite of their age differences. Grunting with each thrust she was moving her hips in rhythm to her. But I have people on call." We've heard that one before ... call them." Junior?" Good lord, there's two of them!" exclaimed one."We weren't informed about twins," said the other. Addressing the new arrival, she said, "What is your relationship with Wendolyn?" Grandmother," said Junior."Sister, you mean." Nope, grandmother, I'm 64 years old." I don't know what you're trying to pull, young lady, but the Department of Human Services has information to the contrary." Wendy?" Good God! Triplets!"Vee.