I woke up around 10am thinking about what happened last night. Even though that I was hurt inside something kept telling me that everything was going ...o be ok. Somehow me and my sister ended up cuddling that night. I looked at this beautiful girl in my arms and didn’t want to let her go. It wasn’t until an hour later that I decided to get in the shower. I grabbed my phone and went to bathroom. I had to pee really bad that I didn’t realize my phone was ringing at time. I checked my missed calls. They were all such good girlfriends.The operation came. I saw my wife, gave her a peck on the head. She wasnot awake as they rolled her into the operating room.The doctor encouraged me to go get some dinner. The operation will be 3-4hours and an hour in recovery. So, again Steve took me downstairs fordinner. As we walked, Steve held my waist, supporting me, I was so weak.He is such a comfort to me. My love for this man was growing by theminute. I had grown so dependent on him, he was holding me. ”“Oh I’m so sorry.”“It’s okay, I’m used to it.”She was behind me, and we were looking into each other’s eyes in the mirror, as she kept playing with my nipples. I was wondering if she could smell my pussy juice leaking out of me. I know I could. But was it my juices or hers I smelled? I wanted her to do more. She stopped and said; “I’ll be right back. She walked out the door. A couple of minutes later she came back in carrying some training bras and some panties.She said, “Try these on to see. "Sixteen," she replied after a while.Jacob nodded."Am I going to have to kill you, too?" he asked."Probably," she answered.Jacob pursed his lips."Is there no way I can convince you that I wasn't the one who shot your Pa?" I'm already convinced," the girl answered. "I tried to tell Dan. If you were a back-shooter, you'd a kilt him in the saloon. You had him dead to rights." Didn't make much headway, huh?" None," the girl admitted."So he is willing to die for something we both know is a lie?".