Er...how I would have put it.''Len,' she said putting her hand on his knee, 'just because you get old it doesn't mean that the feelings you've had all...your life disappear when you're suddenly deprived of the person you shared those feelings with. In fact it's a terrible blow.'She took her hand away and just looked down at the floor for a while in a silence that Len was reluctant to break. She looked at him again.'You know Lennard, ever since you moved in a while ago I've thought you're far more. ‘That’s not true,’ she answered quickly. ‘Well, maybe not for you Sis…I’m the last Trask…and that means I’m not really part of the family.’ ‘That’s foolish.’ He let it go. She would not understand. Would anyone? The wail of ‘Going Home’ on the bagpipe reached out to every bend of the river down the valley. It was heart wrenching. Roy planted the Hemlock tree on the hillside. ‘Amazing Grace’ followed, wetting the eyes of every member of the family who had walked the long walk up to the cemetery. "Would you rather skip the other play?" she asked him.That was usually the part of this that Chad liked the best. Butsomehow, he really wasn't in the mood for it at all today - probablybecause of Cindy. "Can we skip it?" Chad asked."We can if you like," Cassie replied and reached for the jar ofsuppositories. It was Tuesday, one of the new days he was supposed toactually get one. She saw Chad starting to roll back over. "Uh, uh!"she grunted, stopping him where he was. "We've got one other. I feel her nipples harden under the fabric of her blouse and a soft moan escapes her lips. I continue to nurse, my right hand cupping and fondling her breast.She tilts her head back for me to kiss her on her cheek then twists in my arms so I can put my lips against hers. Now it is my turn to moan when her lips part, inviting me into her mouth. The sweetness I find there is indescribable, just as is the smoothness of her teeth and the softness of her tongue. The erotic feeling of her mouth is.