And normally it’d be empty.“Julee, get up.”“Nnnng.” Her friend rolled over and sank her face into her pillow.“Get up!”“Nng. Nnnn.”As...ley rolled her eyes, and pulled down the blankets to expose the brunette. Both of them were in pajamas, pink for Ashley, purple for Julee.It was Ashley’s bedroom, and the pink blankets were covered in pictures of kitties with big anime eyes. Julee preferred darker colors, and dogs instead of cats. Cause she was dumb. Cause cats were the best.“Don’t you have. We didn’t really know what to do and we all seemed to react differently to mom’s death.Dad seemed to just immerse him-self in projects around the house and his business, my brother seemed to hold it in as though it didn’t bother him and chose not to say to much about it. While I seemed to not know any other way to show my emotions other than crying. Dad and my brother were both very supportive of me when I would cry, they would hold me and tell me that everything would work out. When I was 12 I. She went back to biting him, but added her hands to massage of his pants. He watched her face as she moved. He was hard when she started on Sam and his cock was pushing against the fly of his pants begging to be released. Every time her hand or breast would moved along the top of his pants he wanted too just push her onto the floor and make her scream his name. There wasn't enough room for her to straddle him so she put one leg in his crotch and one on the other side of his leg when she moved. She moved out your old apartment right after you died and lived with us for a while. She moved out of our place and lived with Sue for a bit.“The real surprise to me was Sue. She came through like a champ. That woman has an iron core of strength like you wouldn’t believe. I don’t know how many nights she spent holding Betty and comforting her. I guess she had a lot of empathy for Betty’s situation. I think they swapped Pat stories as a way of dealing with their grief.“Betty moved out of Sue’s.