He hadn’t seen me in literal years, of course. Daddy’s lawyer, that is. Daddy Troy. Simon, Sr. He would naturally be on edge. Why wouldn’t he be... Especially when he knew how rich and powerful I was now. He wasn’t sure what to expect of me.“Well, for starters, Simon Says to get me some legal paperwork to help me legally change my name to Simon Troy Flanagan, Jr. Since Sr. is evidently my old man, or rather was. Better him than Barry, I can tell you that much,” I commented flippantly.“What. The real rest, however, was the knowledge that somebody else was taking care of the twins. If they cried -- if? when they cried -- Karen, the babysitter, would have to respond. Well, she was healthy according to Dr. Gabel, and her breasts were getting full according to herself. As Karen was engaged for the entire afternoon, she picked up some lamb chops on the way home.“How did it go?” she asked when she got in the apartment.“I brought some books to study. Hah!”“You should have seen them last. 'What's goingon, Liz?' she whispered.'I'm sorry, Cleo, I think I'm about to be outed.' I tried tosmile at her but she saw straight through me and squeezed myhand.'Bastards!' Cleo muttered and smiled again for the weddingphotographer but she didn't let go of my hand.Cleo's brother, a big lad with dreadlocks began to walk over tothe media gang with a determined look on his face but Toby saidsomething to him and he reluctantly turned back.The reception was great fun and I cried when I saw Cleo and. "Stand up in front of me." Alfred Jr. stood up and took his place in front of his mom and wondered what she was up to. In a short few seconds he was about to find out! "Now," she continued, "what we're going to do now must always stay just between us, okay?" Still not sure what she was up to, Alfred Jr. nodded his head and replied, "Of course Mom, anything you say!" "Good," she responded quickly, "now let me open up the fly to your jeans!"Alfred Jr. stood frozen in front of his mom as her.