I was very lucky. At the age of twenty-two, I got a job in a city in the English Midlands working as a computer programmer for a large mail order comp...ny. I rented a small house near the centre of the city. It was at the end of a block of four and next to another block of four, separated by a pathway running through to the back yards. I moved in during the summer and met my neighbours. There was a young married couple immediately next door. The girl was ginger haired with freckles, good figure.. She was removing her panties when she glanced at the bureau.The dresser had been cleared of its normal knickknacks. Instead, a red sweater lay on the surface. On the sweater lay her walking stick. She fondly remembered cutting it with Doc before she left on her trip and his instructions on how to care for it. But the scene was not a pastoral tableau. Instead, a short knife impaled a note on her staff. Next to her pewter chalice, a red candle burned, trailing wax across the note, staff, and. What other reason would you have to reject me and pursue her?"We kept our eyes on each other for another thirty seconds in silence before she left."Son of a bitch," I groaned, clenching my fists.I lied down. "Shit, it is wrong, but fuck, my dad fucked Nadine. I can't see Nadine just making that up. How bad should I feel, and should I tell Quinn? How can I not?"After another emotionally conflicting hour, I heard a knock at the door. "Go away, Nadine." It's not Nadine," she mentioned, opening the. "She went down on me right away and I came in about one minute with themost intense orgasm of my life. When she came up to kiss me I dared notturn away. She grabbed the sides of my head with both her hands andbefore I knew what happened she had filled my mouth with my own cum. Itwasn't that bad, a bit slippery, but tolerable.She then said, "Since you are dressed like a woman why don't we see ifyou can eat my pussy like a woman."I went down between her legs and licked like mad until she came.