.. staring at me. The doctor said nothing."What? What is it? What's wrong? Did I grow a third arm or something?No one answered. They just stared.Calli...g to the butler, I asked for a mirror. With a trembling hand, Edmond (the ancient butler who had served our family for as long as I could remember) passed me my mother's pearl and diamond inlayed mirror. I wondered what I was about to see.I too could not believe what my eyes were telling me. I told Edmond to bring me a brandy, immediately. I. She is MUCH younger than I am (I’m older by more than 15 years), and way smaller than I am – which only added to the hotness factor. Reminded me of the movie Black Snake Moan, Big ‘scary’, older black guy – sexy, young, smaller white chick lol. She sent me a few photos and I was immediately blown away by how incredible she looked. She is the epitome of sexiness – young, pretty white girl with amazing D-cups and an round ASS to die for! Looking at her photos at work gave me erections that lasted. My eyes not for the first time began to explore his box of a room, starting with the bed that barely fit in, to the book cases and chests of drawers crammed in to what little space was to spare. Roving over the desk, at which he sat, which was fixed into the bay window, almost groaning under the mass of papers and video games piled precariously a top it.I noticed then that he’d stopped talking and was staring at me with his emerald green eyes. As his eyes met mine they focused drawing me in to. " No! I want her in the circle. I told you she has part of my heart as well. Maybe because of the way she affects you and maybe because of the way she affects me."I got up and went into the kitchen and poured us some more coffee. Sam was sitting at the breakfast table."You can join us outside." I saw and heard a little of what you two were talking about and decided I would just sit here and enjoy the morning." Thanks, Sam. I appreciate your thoughtfulness and caring." No thanks needed," he said.