Linda was about 5-9" slim long dark hair to her shoulders bit Cher like nice bum medium size firm breasts ,John 5-8" greyish short hair ,tash slim sto...k type ,The night arrived I was nervous would they show ,would we get on etc I watched them pull up outside walk up the path opening the door as they reached it shaking johns hand as I invited them in offering them a drink John declined but Linda accepted a glass of wine ,we talked about this and that John and I both in building trade got on. "Ugh! This is hard!" she complained before she had gottenvery far. But she kept at it."Why do you bother doing it that way?" Sandy asked. "Real babies can'teat anything like that." Is there a better way?" Mel asked, fairly certain there wasn't."Don't you have a blender? That's what we usually used when I wasyounger to fix table food for the babies." A blender?" Mel smiled and hunted around in one of her bottomcabinets. A moment later, she dragged the thing out and plugged it in.She. “Later,” she said. She giggled at my erection and then proceeded to ‘wash’ it enthusiastically. I groaned as my semen spilled out over her hand and spattered her thigh. Her eyes were soft with emotion, as if I’d given her an expensive gift. She languidly washed the pearly drops away then leaned her head on my chest. I held her close for a brief space as the water ran down over us. It was a perfect moment of peace in a strange and disturbing day. Over a plain dinner we discussed Angela’s. Hell, I might even enjoy it.Monday morning, I was nervous but I knew what I had to do. I put on a short, low-cut sun dress, a pair of heels, and a little more makeup than usual. Brushing out my long brown hair, I took a double take and liked what I saw in the mirror. I put on a smile and out the door I went. Attitude is half the battle.Driving to work, I thought back to the reason I was doing this. Dad and his second family. Damn him! And them!The salon was already open for business when I.