Sharon started colouring individual strands of my hair with a grey spray."This is the opposite of what hairdressers normally do," she said."They're us...ally asked to colour early grey hairs brown, but sometimes anolder woman who has tinted her hair for years decides to stop all that andgradually let the natural colour come through. I call this 'transitioningto grey'. It will probably make you look a little older. The other Ingrid- sorry, I mean Kathleen - may be cross about that." I doubt. White and then, standing with my legs as straight as possible, bent over totally from my waist to search for the orange juice. This time I could feel the hem of my nightgown slide all the way up my bottom so that it was completely bare. I moved my legs a little further apart as if to provide a better balance for my search and managed to push my ass a little backward and upward to ensure that my pussy was totally in view. I could feel it getting wet but somehow I didn’t think that Mr. White. Ok bye dad I hugged him and left to my room. after about half an hour my stepmom grace walked in. ”hey Jon” . I looked up and said hello. This is going to be the first time your father leaves us alone and I think this will be a good time for me and you to get to know each other. Yea I think so to. ”good well im going to order a pizza for us to eat im to lazy to cook today. Ok. All I was thinking about for the rest of the day was that I have a chance to fuck my stepmom grace I was imagining us. It took me a while to understand that Tammy wanted - or needed - me to take the lead in this for her. Her willingness to be led made me suspect she never made decisions until the night she left Cray."Tell me about more about you," I said, finally coming up for air. "When did you get married? Why Cray? How did your father feel about it? Tell me anything you can think of that you want me to know."Even by moonlight I could see that my questions puzzled her. It made me think no one asked Tammy.