When Edith had suffered her stroke, Delia had visited her almost daily, each week taking consecrated bread and wine for her to receive Communion.Edith...gradually gained better control of her voice, and shortly before Christmas asked Delia if she could ask Dulcie to visit. It being uncomfortable for Dulcie to drive, she rode with Delia to the hospital in Chelmsford."Rev-er-end Han-son," she slurred, lifting a hand as she saw Dulcie in her room. "Tha-nk you ... for ... com-ing. De-li-a, please?". Alice can help you." I don't know," I said."It would really help us out," Alice told me."But I don't know if I'd fool anybody," I said."Sure you will," Lisa told me."Not if I have to talk with them." You're fine," Alice said. "As far as any of us is concerned, you'renot a man at all."That was what was starting to eat at me. Dressing up for fun was, well,fun; dressing up in a work uniform and going to work was, well, a decentway to earn a living for the time being. As I glanced over at. Her shirt hiked up and her panties stretched so tightly over the crack of her ass that I could see the indentation of her asshole. She grabbed a box of cereal. My bedazzled mind cleared enough for me to finally say, “Well, sleepyhead, I thought an ‘old gal’ like you would need all the restful sleep she could get.”Kimie was a playful girl and she could give as well as she got when it came to teasing. She winked and said, “Listen here ‘Old man’, I’m not quite as ancient as a certain man I know. His mouth hung open. He looked at me for a split second and then back at his papers.Got it. I was sure I had his "undivided attention now."I spread my legs and rubbed my clit through my thong. He looked up from his papers, giving me a glare, and looked down at my hands. He watched for a few seconds and clenched his pants."Stop," he mouthed at me. I looked at his gorgeous eyes and then down at his pants. He was trying to keep his dick in check. I chuckled quietly. I stopped, knit my legs.