The three had several more drinks and when the bartender yelled out, “Last call!”, they ordered two more each.The ‘girls’ worked in town. Kimm... worked at the bank and Claire was a real estate agent. They got very friendly toward Chuck. The women both did their share of arm grabbing, and hip bumping when they shot some pool.When Claire was shooting, Kimmy stood in front of Chuck and leaned against him. His dick got semi-hard, feeling her hot ass pressed against it. How could she have made it. Tracing the line of her cheekbone, he looked into her soul. Those who sheltered the boy would be rewarded. The village was proof, the kiss too. Heat spread like he infected her blood: from lips, across her face, down the neck, fierce points at her nipples, burning the sorrow and anger from the pit of her stomach, and continuing down.Her hand settled on his groin. He was hard, ready for her to stop thinking of him as a boy. She created space between them and stared into his eyes before standing. “OH MY GOD” Sandra shouted. You weren’t meant to be home till next week she said as she ran up to greet him with a hug. “I thought I’d surprise you and come home early”“oh that’s wonderful“. Amy you remember my son Andy don’t you?” “yeah of course I do“. Although the last time I seen him he was 16 and a tall skinny geeky lad who kept to himself. Now its his 21st next week and it looks like Sandra has a completely new son. He is tall with muscular arms and chiselled looks, he has obviously been. I grabbed Denise’s hand and smiled at her. She smiled back. I lead her to Karen’s gravestone. We still weren’t exchanging any words until I stopped in front of my dead wife’s grave. “So this is where your wife’s lying?” Denise asked quietly. “Yeah!” I took a deep breath. “This is Karen’s place now. I was witness of the involuntary abortion that cost her life. I couldn’t do anything but see her die in my arms. That’s why sometimes I’m still not over it.” Denise pressed my arm against her.