Join Maid of Marvels and myself on a journey of sexual discovery between a widower and his older sister.

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Gray and Maid


James Freeman was sitting in front of the open grave, next to his daughter Beth, who was holding his grandson Jimmy Jr. On the other side was his older sister Elinor. In the casket was his wife Joyce, of twenty-three years.

The headaches had started only two months ago, and now she was dead. A brain tumor the Doctors had said, inoperable.

He still had his beautiful daughter and his chubby little grandson. Only problem was they lived in Seattle. Beth’s husband worked for some big Software company up there. Then there was his sister Elinor, she and her husband lived in California. James guessed they’d both had enough of smelling cattle manure and long cold winters. Elinor still owned part of the family business, she had insisted though, that any profits been turned back into improvements of the ranch.