Merrily started coming over twice a week and doing the cleaning. I did my own dishes and did my own laundry and in general picked up after myself, but...Merrily did the rest. I fought her tooth and nail on her campaign to find someone for me. She was forever inviting me over to dinner and when I got there she would have another dinner guest to introduce me to. A simple picnic in the park with her and the grandchildren would bring something like, "Oh, look who's here. Dad, I'd like you to meet...". Sophie stood behind him with one hand on her hip and the other twirling her hair. Evan carefully placed the pool stick and slid it between Sophie's legs grazing her pussy. “Evan!” She exclaimed, “watch where you stick that thing.” She laughed and grabbed hold of his stick, keeping it between her legs.Evan turned towards her, “you like that?” He asked. He began rubbing the pool stick on her pussy, “you like my stick?” He cocked his head and smiled at her. “You like it when I rub my stick on your. As she has taken her hormones she has shaped out so nicely.It is obvious, so obvious that this is a hormone therapy man, now... I must say. But she is one of those that while still obvious is so close to being pretty fuckin passable (and would definitely be in LOTS of situations with the right getup on, especially if people around were under the influence)... but in broad daylight or under those bright florescents there was no doubt to anyone that cared to see that it was someone born with a. D, I swear. I was paying attention to class.” I think I actually said this right to her boobs.“Right.” She started asking me questions about the class, and I didn’t get a single one right, not even close. Here I was, ogling my English teacher instead of paying attention and, you know, learning. And I was still just mesmerized by this woman three times my age.“How do I make sure you pay attention to my lessons young lady?” The way she said “young lady” made me shiver, apparently visibly because.