He turned the key in the lock and walked in. There was no-one there and the food was still in the oven. Finding this strange, Dave wandered around slo...ly, trying to find the two women. "Donna?" He said. "Natasha? Hello?"Finding no-one, his heart pounded in his chest at the prospect of some terror awaiting him. He walked towards their bedroom, the door being the only one shut.His turned the knob and gulped as he entered. What was waiting for him inside he never suspected.Donna lay on the bed,. We can always say that Breannhelped with the makeup and everything else. I'll just haveto be careful and not act too feminine." Too feminine?" When I'm Beth. I'm Beth. At least I feel I am. I feelthat I even think like a girl. I know my actions arefeminine. In fact the times when deliveries were made and Ihad to sign for them. The delivery people treated me like Iwas a woman. The same with the meter readers that need inthe basement." So, you've been seen as Beth?" Yes." Why didn't you. In addition, I need honest answers to any questions I have about mother and her untimely death,” I said.“Well, in this ‘Me Too’ climate, I don’t have much choice. Tell me what you want me to do,” Father said.“Undress and sit on the leather sofa.” I directed.My father was obviously nervous.I smiled and stripped. He sat on the sofa, I sat in the leather wingback chair opposite it. I spread my legs wide in a very unladylike way and showed my father my naked, completely shaved pussy. I spread my. He had a lot of body hair on the rest of his body as well, except his head, that was quite sparce. His hairs was a mix of white and brown hairs, and you smiled wondering if he was a polar bear, or a brown bear.Next out of the car was your aunt Miranda. Smiling as she came to hug you. A yellow summer dress clung to her voluptuous body. Where your mom would be described as curvy, or thick, with her big ass, tits and stomach from multiple pregnancies, the only word for your aunt was voluptuous..