She would never admit it to anyone, but seeing Kevin stare at her breasts, naked beneath her t-shirt, had caused a quickening in Lisa's belly, a warmt... between her legs, that she felt very uncomfortable with. She quickly looked away from her image in the mirror and slipped out of her skirt and pantyhose, then tied the thin cotton apron around her neck and wrapped the matching sheet around her waist before climbing onto the exam table to wait.Lisa struggled to calm her breathing and hide her. As we embraced, I could feel her nipples grow hard against my chest. I reached behind her back and undid her bra clasp through her tight shirt, and she gasped in surprise.“Wow, what a move!” she exclaimed. “I guess I know what’s on your mind.” She slowly pulled her bra out from underneath her shirt and looked at me. “Why don’t you take off my shirt?” I couldn’t believe my luck, and I hastily ripped off her top. “Damn Mona…” was all I managed to say. My hands found her perky breasts and we both. Why should I be? It's got fuck all to do with me." That's not what Sarah says, Mo!" Look, this has all been settled by the courts. No matter how much she claims otherwise, I ain't the father of Sarah's kid; so it holds no interest for me whatsoever." Sarah claims that there was no one else who possibly could be the father, Mo." Look, John or whatever your name is, we went through all this at the time. The DNA tests proved that there was no chance in hell that I was the kid's biological parent.. Anyway isn't it in your constitution you don't bow to anyone? Something about there will be no nobility?" She shook her head. "Henry doesn't go in for formality; he will probably tell you to call him Henry." I added.Henry did tell them not to use the title, gave the ladies a short tour of the house, and then let them loose in the garden. Kent, Jackson and I were in the library with an old map of England and I was showing Kent whereabouts our family had lived."There!" I pointed. "Linton. Just.