.good. I do a good job! I bet you could even fool people in the streets or at the bar," she smiled."Maybe, but I don't think I look that much like a g...rl to fool people," I replied."I bet you 50 dollars that you could fool people at the bar into thinking you were a girl. Hell, you might even get picked up by some guy. Want to take that bet?"I froze. Stared at the mirror for a few seconds before finally saying, "Sure, I could use the cash"It didn't take long for me to find a nice pair of boots. I know that you actually like cleaning up your own messes you pathetic slut so now I want you to eat my Bitch of husbands cum as well." Before fantasy version of myself can bring myself to eat another males sperm, I'm brought out of my fantasy by the sound of one of my fellow tenants incessant barking dogs. Disappointed I couldn't finish my fantasies I quickly take the two fingers out that were stimulating my prostate out with a sigh quickly drying myself off and with towel wrapped around my. It was then she fell on top of me and her soft body just seemed to mould itself on to mine.Still embedded and after about ten minutes she spoke. "I have only three of my children alive. My son David who is a very arrogant man indeed and is the head of the household since his father died after a long illness. Ann who is three years older than Florence, who I think will never get married, poor soul. Now you know my family. She said with her face close to mine.She must have been a good-looking. I nodded and began eating the food. It was filling, but not all that tasty. The rest of the group was spread around the table, eating the food quietly.I had finished the chips and was licking some crumbs off my fingers, when Miki put a hand on my right arm. "Mark?" she whispered."Yes?" I asked."Was that really your father?" she asked. "You seemed so angry at him." He had a reason to be angry," Jason replied for me. "The man is a thug. He works for the unions. Officially he's supposed to be a.