Apart from the usual observation of being of sound mind andhow my estate was to be distributed I specifically said I wished to beburied wearing my pin... full length nylon nightdress. Full tarty makeupand fingernails and toenails painted to match my red lips. I've no ideaif my wishes will be carried out or even if they are legal but think ofthe look on the faces of my executors, my sisters-in-law whom I detested,when they read the will Instructions. I left a note where the nightdresscould be. "Listen Em, he's bad for you. Don't be the kind of girl who takes it on the chin and just ignores his cheating. You're too good for that." I say. Emma fights back her tears and says, "I know Sam. You're right. But it's just, we were so perfect once. Why can't we just go back to the way things were? Did I do something wrong? Am I not enough?" I feel a tug at my heart. Of course she's enough. She's fucking beautiful. I wipe away a tear running down her cheek and open my arms. Emma half smiles and. Father would be home soon and tell her to turn it off, of course I already tried. She won’t listen to me, the kid. Of course he would just lecture her about the neighbors halfway down the road that could hear it, then send her home and go into his work study for the majority of the fast approaching night. Little did I know, my perception of what would happen was half wrong. Yes, he would come in in a soured mood, as usual since mother passed, but he would never go into his study and Natalie,. I've seen my brother's in the showers at the pool, and he's not any bigger than I am, thicker maybe, but I'm just as long, or just about as long anyhow. I mean, seriously, it's impressive just hanging there, half way to my knees.So we all drove to the airport and saw him off, and I'm pretty sure he and Tiff had a quick farewell fuck this morning. I could hear them grunting in the bathroom with the shower running.Tiffany is almost as tall as I am and probably weighs 125-130 or so and she is some.