“Robert, remember Ruth, right?”“Ruth?”“Ruth! Ruth Miranda, the one who moved to that house three blocks away of yours”“Ruth… oh! Ruth!...The one who moved with the former Webber’s house? Oh God, I sorry. I didn’t link you in my mind, I am so sorry”“It’s okay… I might not even know the entire neighborhood yet”“But I do apologize. I spent the last weeks with urgent work and couldn’t go out that much”“It’s not your fault! Linda told me about you and it seems she was right. You look very. She gives me the thumbs up and I return the gesture. Then she blows me a kiss and I blow her one back. Our faces grow somber for a moment; we know we'll never see each other again. But then her eyes light up and she turns back to her new home. As she turns her dress swirls up, and I see she hasn't put her panties back on. There's a streak of sperm starting down her inner thigh.I'm Lizzie's father and grandfather. Three-fourths of her normal human genes are mine. And now when Bob's seed takes in. Once in the shed she gave me a hug and told me she would explain, but had to do it fast because she had to get back upstairs."I have company", she whispered. "Remember the gardening bill" she asked?"Well he was coming to collect today and I didn't have the money. So I slipped into this see through nighty and when he knocked on the door, I let him in and I had him sit in a kitchen chair. You should have seen his eyes poppingout of his head love! I bent over to pretend to start writing a cheque. I was having sexual trysts with J. years before Lola and I met. I started having an affair with him when I was still married to my ex. We met online, each looking for a gay or bi-sexual, cross dressing man. We made a date for my house, midmorning. I was foreplaying myself for hours that morning getting ready to wrap my lips around a cock in panties. I shaved my legs, my panty area, stomach, chest and arms. I put on my gloves first to dress in my favorite cum slut lingerie. I painted my lips.