Jeff was hoping Claire was referring to his unofficial second project,maybe they had finally fixed some of the bugs, and unknowingly she wastalking ab...ut the fix he had made the night before.A group of people walked past Jeff's desk, including a stunninglybeautiful woman in a grey trouser suit wearing blood red nail varnish,they were wearing badges with the Project Annabelle logo, some of thegroup were holding clipboards, he wanted to work on the project but heknew if asked, they would know he. I don't know if you are still dressing up. But ifyou're not just drop it off at the Cancer Charity shop the next time yougo.Lots of LoveEosI read and reread the letter. Eos had also left me some other femininethings in a sports bag. I put the letter safely away and I hung the dressin my wardrobe. I hadn't dressed up in a while. I freely admit I tried toforget about it, I tried to forget about my past. I slept restlessly thatnight.I tried to live my life normally, but knowing that the dress was. I’m sorry.”Me: “It’s not your fault. Thanks for the advice. I already arrived at the same conclusion.”At that point I was barely able to avoid a breakdown. Over the next few weeks, I had those tests done, including the surgery. My doctor found my tubes had been blocked and it seemed like a birth defect. As we had discussed before, he unblocked them, enabling me to have my own children in the future.Yes, that means that you are not my biological children. But I suspect, that you already know. I giggled and said he was a dirty old man. He pushed me forward over the work top, he lifted the back of my robe, l felt his cock nudging against my bottom, l said “Not in there, l’m not ready, in my pussy.” He changed position and his cock went between my thighs and into my cunt. His hands went back to my tits and he started fucking me. He said he had been horny for me all day, he said Mum had told him what they had done together, he asked if l’d enjoyed it. I said it had been.