Michelle said quietly, “Talk time.” they now all used that phrase when they wanted to have a very serious discussion. She wanted to bring up the s...bject of her dad. It was the secret that she had carried for over 20 years. She missed her dad and was worried about what had happened to him since she’d never heard back. She even still had the Jeep he had arranged for her to have as well.“I need to tell you all something,” Michelle began. She knew that she could trust them with the secret she had. "Aggh thankyou, I said as I took a gulpof tea" "Are you married?" Mrs Pasked me "Er no not yet anyway" Isaid smiling. "I am surprised, a goodlooking boy like you and you arehandy to have around"As she said that I thought nothing of itand thought the fact she said boy onlyemphasized thats how she saw me."how long have you been married?" Iasked as the rain lashed against thewindow with a dark clouded sky in thebackground."for 25 years" she said "I got marriedwhen I was 19" "you must know. "He felt rather than saw her flinch away. "Well ... Okay then." She sounded ready to cry. He had to harden his heart against it. "Good-bye."He said nothing.The door opened.Suddenly he felt panic seize him. She was actually going to do it. She was actually going to walk out of his life. His wife, his dream, his woman— "Caitlyn."She turned.He felt his throat knot, had to concentrate to clear it out. This was not the time to garble. "Isn't there ... Some way to work it out?"Caitlyn tried not to. "God, I wish they were big like Mommy's," she moaned. She caressed her sizzling flesh. Tiny goose bumps dotted her smooth silky skin.Her fingers trembled. She tore at her shorts, shoving them down over her slim girlish hips. With her heart pounding, she stared at her lithe figure, silky blonde pussy mound, and small sensitive tits.She skimmed her small trembling hands over her flat tummy, combed her fingers through her light silky pussy hair.She turned to the bed, glancing back over her.