I glanced casually at my watch, it was 10:05 PM. “Jim, Marty died yesterday afternoon.” No preamble. No jokes. Just this hellish bolt-out-of-the-b...ue. “What?” I had been standing next to the couch in the living room. In the blink of an eye I was sitting on the couch. My legs had lost their strength. I felt the blood rush out of my face. “I know,” Mark said apologetically. “I just heard about it this morning. I had hoped it wasn’t her, y’know, and I didn’t want you to find about it from the. Ashley, looking splendid also in a low cut poker dotdress and dark make-up, shot me more than a look of amusement as Emiliabounded over to more fully inspect poor terribly mortified Nathan'sdoll."How fun," I said, thrilled by the sight of Emilia wrestling herselfinto the space next to Nathan, the little girl's bouffant dress andlarge pig-tails somewhat engulfing Nathan as he shuffled nervously inthe face of such girlish excitement. That Emilia, barely 7 years old,somehow seemed more physically. As I sat in my car, we texted back-and-forth a bit, sure enough, he was. He also lived about 20 miles away. It was a bit far, but at this time of night, I'm not going to run into much traffic. Once he sent me his address, I made my way towards him. Letting him know my eta was about 30 minutes, he promptly replied No worries, I should be getting home just a few minutes before you. Took a little while to find some street parking, but once I did, I made my way towards his place. It was a pretty. At 13 I noticed all female tits, especially my mom’s and Grands. I got up and took a piss, then pulled off my undies and put on some shorts, just as Grands opened the bedroom door. I stood there, my semi-boner still sticking out of my shorts. I didn’t turn away from her. In fact, I turned toward her, leaning back a little bit, making sure that she saw my dick sticking out, toward her. “Breakfast is ready,” she said. She looked at my hairy crotch with my dick pointing at.