The phone directory was full of entries I never recognised but then I didn’t know all of Marlene’s acquaintances. I opened the image library and w...istled. Lots of pictures of a fit young man, many stripped to the waist, all rippling muscles. The latest looked like a skype screen, the tanned NCO in desert tunic topped by Father Christmas hat, big happy proud-of-myself grin on his face.Damn! He’d stolen my girl, Marlene, my wife of twenty years, mother of my twins, the woman I worshipped. I. The marbles inside are much bigger too. His had a little hair surrounding it but yours has none.Dad: I shave my Dolly.Sasha: One other thing Daddy. Your Dolly is prettier. It’s BEAUTIFUL. I love your Dolly, just like I love YOU, Daddy.Dad: I love you too, Little One.Sasha: Will it do tricks, now?Dad: Take your little hands and make it grow. Sasha: Like this Daddy? (She began to caress it.)Dad: Let me show you how to make the Dolly’s head appear. (Daddy takes the skin and strips it back so. 'All I have to do is think of her and I get hard!' He laughed reaching down to shift his growing cock in his tight jeans. 'If I don't get her great little ass tonight, I think I'll die!' Cole said with pain in his voice as he thought of the day long in the future when Misty would be released and if she would want him or if she was just using him to make her life better. 'I hope she really loves me, ' he said feeling his big heart sink in his chest.He had been fooled one other time while working. Not sure what was about to happen, he tugged on the paper tab. As withthe ribbon, the green wrapping paper did the work itself, releasing thebox it had covered, reshaping and folding itself into a card.The box looked like some kind of woman's beauty product, but the cardlying there, in theory, promised an answer to Gordon's growing list ofquestions. Opening it, he could see Simon's neat handwriting inside anda pre-paid debit card.***Dear Gordon,Holiday greetings my dear friend! I am going to.