Kevin's arms were another story. He hadn't time to shave them fully, to remove his thicker blonde arm hair, so he grabbed a tight white blouse that he...had also stolen from his mother, and he put that on over the bra. He smiled in the mirror again.His face was slightly pudgy, and with basically no facial hair, Kevin could easily pass as a girl if anyone only looked at his face. A slight bit of makeup, and he'd be kinda cute, he thought to himself.He pulled out the last two pieces of his. Difficult and restrictive in just enough ways that I was eager to escape.“I think that was the point. To drive me away. If it was, it worked. He’s eager to be rid of me, which he now is, you see. He was nice in other ways, at least partly because I could charm him at least some of the time. But, yes, it was unpleasant enough, intentionally so, for me to buy my way out. So, how about it? Wanna claim me?” the sultry young Persian lady smiled in ways that made it easier for David to picture her. On the top one I see written, ‘RTS, no longer at this address’. It takes me a second to notice that it is in Krista’s handwriting. I’m suddenly furious. ‘I figured you’d moved and would write me, but I never heard from you again. I tried a few more times and gave up.’ With clenched teeth I say, ‘that is my ex-wife’s handwriting. She must have been intercepting those. She must have been doing the same thing to the ones I wrote to you. That fucking bitch.’ ‘You had no idea.’ ‘No. Why would I do. Then she started to work, lifting herself, and playing with the tip of me. Mmm, that feels nice. Her college boobs wiggled from side to side, almost falling out of her nightie. I told her to slow down and enjoy it.Dad, Most of the college guys I fuck, are man on top get it over. I like to play, but they wont let me.Sooo, I wanted to find out what a real man does. That’s YOU! Father!!She laid on top of me for a while, but her butt was busy, side to side, up and down.Daddy will you make love to.