Place: Monroe County, Indiana, Indiana University, and Indianapolis—or a reasonable facsimile thereof.Description: Brian Frost, one-time runt geek o... the neighborhood, has gathered over 80 others into the Clan of the Heart. He is the protector and leader, or Patrón, of the clan. Rose Davis is Matrón. This is the exciting, concluding part of Living Next Door to Heaven. It covers a longer period of time and sometimes has less detail than previous parts. But isn't that what adult life is like? You. "Use this where I tell you Seth." The perfume dauber was in my hand as I touched my neck, elbows and wrists. The shoes she gave me were low, the heel not very high, but shiny and black. "Now then. Stand over here and see what we have done." I saw her, standing awkwardly in the unfamiliar heels, the hem of the dress caressing her at mid thigh, the low round neck hinting at, but not exposing any of my new delights. The short sleeves came to a point between my elbow and shoulder. "What do you call. .. , well you know!" I know exactly what you mean sweetheart, I've always been a pretty sexual kind of a man but with you, well you bring a whole new meaning to the word sex" Mmm that's because as soon as I look at you daddy, I'm wet, you're every girl's dream man"Her tongue flicked into my ear and I felt a lovely warm wetness on my lap, "And apart from that daddy" she giggled, "You really love my little perversion don't you?"I groaned as her urine gushed out all over me and down onto the seat. With haste, I fixed myself up in the small bathroom and rummaged through my suitcase for something to wear. I had saved a new set of lingerie for a special occasion like this. I first put on the small thong. The red string hugged my sides, and the tiny satin garment did a poor job concealing my undeniable manhood. The panties were adorned with a pattern of black lace. The same pattern also decorated the elastic band on a pair of fishnet stockings pulled to the top of my hairless thighs. Over.