Is it because of his hands on hershoulders? Or maybe...Maybe it's because she can't take her eyes off the reflection in themirror. The red haired maid...there looks very beautiful indeed. The bracups her full, round breasts as they rose and fall with each breath. Alittle piece of make up makes her lips shine and her cheeks pink. Ranmahas no idea that she might be such a beautiful girl. Of course, she knewthat she can be pretty and attractive as a girl. But it was always sohumiliating. Ranma never. The dark thatch between her legs was obvious through the flimsy cloth.Dusty was slowly taking his belt off. Was he going to hit her with that monstrous thing?All of a sudden Leigha quit being Leigha the lady and instead became "a woman." She thought the world of Dusty and this was totally a shock to her, but she wasn't going to stand by and let him hit that lady.She looked around and saw a pitchfork not more than a few feet away. Carefully she walked over to pick it up. She held her breath that. Marjorie laughed, "She could marry Doug or Jerry..."I raised an eyebrow at that. I wasn't sure that either of them was ready to tie the knot with anybody, regardless of their situation.Marjorie continued, " ... or maybe we could get one of the single guys in the swinger's group to take her on as a wife and solve her visa problem. Hey, wait, why don't I move to a state that allows lesbians to marry, and I'll marry her."This time both Carrie and I looked askance at Marge.I said, "If you're. We knew that we would have to eventually explain what was happening between his Gran and myself but wanted to be able to pick the right time. Unfortunately, one morning as I was leaving Gran's bedroom, Tim met me in the hall. "Hi Dad, is Gramma alright, what are you doing in her bedroom?" "Ohhh... Hi son, just checking if Gran wants a cup of tea." "Alright." I went down to the kitchen and made a cuppa and took it back to Gran. I told her about running into Tim. "Maybe we should try and explain.