She plucked my eyebrows a little and put somethingon my face that took away my beard. "Your face will be sore for a fewdays. Your beard won't grow bac... at all, ever again. When the sorenessgoes away someone will be back to give you makeup lessons. Until then youcan keep wearing the lipstick. There will be a few more shades so you canhave a choice." The girl in my mirror was pleased. That day I didn't play the piano. My face was sore. I just slept and ate.The girl in my mirror looked tired and. I widened my eyes in disbelief, but mostly for her benefit. In reality, though, this didn't shock me as much as it should have. For one thing, I knew a few guys in the neighborhood who would've paid a tidy sum just to nurse on my wife's busty tits. She had 42EE breasts capped with pink quarter inch nipples. Those babies were constantly bouncing all over the place. She knew the effect they had on men so it stands to reason her five-year-old son would notice them too.I told Dorthea I would have a. .. things. I normally tidy away but with rushing about yesterday ..." She shrugged, her cheeks colouring slightly."Yeah, but—"Her upraised hand halted Michael's protestation. "It was a shock, Michael. That's all. But after you'd gone and I'd calmed down, I began to think. I'd like you to know some things; I'd like to explain ... Just to clear the air. I mean, this could be so awkward for both of us." His grandmother regarded him soberly. Her light blue eyes were steady on his face. "Don't you. Bohut mast maal hai tu.Main – Oh, papa main maal hun kya?Papa – Hmmm lagta hai teri chut bhi abhi bohut tight hai. Chodne mein maza aayega.Main deewar ke sath khadi ho gayi aur papa mujhe kiss karne lage.Main – Oh, aahhh, papa. Mujhe kuch ho raha hai.Papa – Tabhi to maza aayega. Chal ab mera lund pakad le aur masti se chus.Main – Oh aapka tool to kafi bada hai.Maine lund ki topi chusne shuru kar di.Papa – Moni bohut mast chusti hai tu. Maza de mujhe. Main bhi teri chut chat chat kar maze dunga..