“Yes, I’m glad I don’t have to do anythinglike this.”The man chuckled and said, “I know what you mean. Isone of these yo...r child’s?”“Oh no, Chris hasn’t finished his yet.”“Chris?” the man asked with raised eyebrows. “Chris isyour son?”“Yes.”The man stuck out his hand. “Linda, his partner, is mydaughter. My name’s David.”Heather took his hand. “Nice to meet you, I’m. Marissa was a tall shapely woman with short brunette hair. In fact shewas several inches taller than Robin. "Do you want something to drink?" she asked pleasantly. Robin nodded. "Thank you." Marissa led Robin into the kitchen. "Please have a seat," said Marissa as she walked to the fridge. "Do youwant a soda?" "That would be great," replied Robin. Marissa handed her a glass of soda. "I'm sorry John isn't here, but I needed him to take care of a fewthings for me," she continued as she sat down. Carol thoughthe was cute. Colin thought he looked like Liberace's mother.Still, Colin had some good news. He had taken out a loan to start abusiness, and he offered a job to Beth. The firm was called TranStarTrannies. The slogan was "Hire a Millie Maid." That's right," Colin said. "I figure that will be just the gimmick toget our girls hired to help when there are special needs. We give themmale maids. The women will love it because they can tell guys what todo, and they know their husbands. Don’t you want to fuck my ass?”My head was spinning; I felt I must have been dreaming. “Your ass?”“Sure,” Alyssa said, bending back down and pulling off her panties. “My Daddy says I’m not ready to get fucked in my pussy, but I am allowed to have anal sex.”“Your father knows you have sex with men?” I asked.“Sure. Who do you think taught me? Don’t you have sex with your daughter?” I didn’t respond, and Alyssa didn’t press the question. “The problem is, I think my daddy’s cock would hurt too.