I shut the door and closed the latch, then turned to find Sierra standing in just lacy bra and panties, her housekeeper’s dress crumpled at her feet... She winked, then reached around to unhook her bra, letting it fall away to reveal perfectly round small breasts capped by light brown nipples. She hooked her thumbs in her panties, pulled them down, and stepped out of them, revealing a perfect triangle of black pubic hair.“You like?” she asked.“Very much,” I replied, shrugging off my robe.“I’ve. Were you in denial, or did you really think that everything would still turn out okay?"Just one more day," you said, each morning of the week, and now look what happened. You of all people should have known better, and now you have no one to blame but yourself.I know you're standing there thinking of all the time and effort that went into it, not to mention the expense. Don't forget the disappointment either. Remember how sure you were that everything would work out?One of the biggest problems. That was when I noticed how boys and men looked at my mom. I didn't know it at the time, but I now recognize the look of absolute lust. I had seem some men look at my grandma like that, but it was like fire the way they looked at my mom. I overheard boys and men talking about the, "big tittied blonde", and realized just how special she was, and wanted to grow like her more than ever. I went to a few more track meets, and football games where she cheered, and her breasts always caught men's. He turned on the den light and was horrified to see the nude body of Ashley’s aunt Jane lying on the sofa. Her pale bluish purple face and neck made it obvious she was dead. He touched her face just to be sure and could feel the cold flesh. Next he went up the stairs to Ashley’s bedroom. No one there. He then headed downstairs for the dining/kitchen area. His search for Ashley ended when he opened the door to the dining room. Her nude strangled body was still lying on its back on the dining.