Almost immediately a car with 4 men on their way home from work stopped to help. They saw William was breathing and they rolled the car off him. He wa... alive, but never regained consciousness. His neck was broken.Paramedics took him, on a board, to the hospital where I saw him for the last time. William expired with me holding his hand.While doctors told me there was little they could do for him, they tried. He was going to surgery when he died. There he was, looking like he could wake up and. You can help me pick out an outfit for this evening"I had Jim kneel by my vanity as I started dressing. I put on a pair of little skin colored panties that were shear and barely covered my pussy. Then a matching garter belt and matching shear nylons. I had Jim fasten my nylons to the garter belt. I loved these new clothes that Ralph bought me. He had such excellent taste for fine materials. I put on a white blouse over my bare breasts the blouse was cut low and when buttoned it was open enough. As he bent over to rack the pool balls, I noticed that a tent was developing in his boxer shorts. Trying not to be obvious, I couldn’t help but check out the fact that he was clearly getting an erection, probably from watching my jiggling tits and protruding nipples. When he stood up after racking the balls, I could see that his cock was hanging down one leg of his boxers and, as it began to stiffen, it was creating a pretty clear outline of his shaft in his shorts. It was an impressive. I tried to shift my legs to conceal it from her. We sat that way for several minutes, saying nothing. Sophia didn’t cry, but she sighed a few times, and squeezed me with her arms. I continued to look straight forward, focusing my gaze on the Pyramids. Finally, I had to say something. ‘Damien’s not coming, is he?’ I asked, knowing the answer was obvious. ‘No. He’s not,’ she said quietly. ‘He called me a little while ago to let me know that.’ She paused for a bit and took another couple of deep.