Little by little, my self-confidence grew under his tuition. In his bar after work, I spoke to strangers more, flirting with other men, something I ha... never done before meeting Renaud. Some asked me if I was having an affair with Renaud as my attention seemed to be always on him. Of course, I couldn’t answer truthfully as that would have ruined everything I was striving for, but this denial gave rise to another problem. If he wasn’t mine then he was free to talk to whoever he pleased – I grew. I guess I'd say...I'd like to see that proof. And if it convinces me, I'll help you."Somehow, I doubt if I will ever see them again. But who knows? I've run into more interesting cases since I got into this sideline....January 30, 2071The Parkers were back to see me tonight.They had a holo-file filled with documentary evidence that was simply incredible.....I looked at still and moving pictures, birth certificates, school reports.....It was the entire story of John Cardle (1947-2012) and. As she sat down beside me, she nodded at Trey’s empty chair. ‘He gone.’ She looked at me with a very direct gaze, holding my eyes with hers. She turned in her chair so her body faced me, slowly sliding her long fingers up my legs til they brushed against my swelling cock. She leaned close enough I could smell her, a faint earthy scent that made my cock jerk erect. I’ve always disliked the cloying sweetness of most perfumes, but hers was the delicate smell of ferns in a wet forest. ‘I don’t like. ”Linda put on a small lamp before turning off the main lighting and the cabin was now in a soft warm glow. She came over and sat beside me.Then I felt her hand gently soothing my back; before slowly moving up to my neck, where her fingers lightly massaged; easing the tension from my body.“How’s that honey’?” she asked softly.“That’s real good mom,” I replied, in a near whisper.Linda’s hand eased down my back and began exploring further, first down my spine to the small of my back, and then.