She was wearing tight pants and trainers. No makeup or girly accessories, but she didn’t need them to be utterly desirable to me.I took off her shoe... then the other. I sat opposite her and massaged her small feet, watching her expressions change as my fingers tried different strategies.I’d never noticed feet before; I thought they were for walking, running, and kicking. Joan’s feet had another function; they were sexy.As I worked on one, the other went to my groin.She laughed kindly; “Hard. Once we finished, I gathered up the rubbish and took it out to the bins, when I came back in she was pouring two glasses of wine.“Just a little thank you” she said with a smile offering me a glass“Thanks” I said taking the glass “Cheers” I said and we clinked glasses.“So have you managed to find a lucky lady yet” she asked out of nowhereI was a bit stunned by the question “No, no, no” I said a bit embarrassed“How have you not met someone yet, your the nicest person I think I've ever met, your a. "Did you two sissies havefun today?" Ally shimmied left and right provocatively at the question."Oh, yes! I can tell we're going to be the best of friends! There are somany new things I can do with a best friend like Lexi. She's almost asinsatiable a slut as me!" The three of them laughed at that joke as Ikept a straight face. They continued to drivel on about their sexualventures while I nervously looked around the room at the other peoplechatting.My sissy-father was dressed in the French maid. Howard took the tray when she was finished and carried it back to the kitchen. His mind was ablaze with what might have happened that afternoon. He was going crazy trying to figure things out. Had it been a repairman, the paperboy, one of the neighbors. He knew he would probably never know, whomever it was they had made a hell of a mess of the sheets. As Howard finished the dishes, Lucy came out of the bedroom, and sat down on the couch. She turned on the television, then patted the sofa beside.