He too had a licentious appetite, and he rarely went to bed alone. There was always a warm body next to him, but these women were never able to melt h...s frozen heart. The orchestra was now performing Tomas Albinoni’s Adagio in G Minor, a soul riveting ensemble of violins that were soon accompanied by cellos. A skilled Soprano began to sing with such powerful emotion with the heartbreaking music. Rachel felt each note plucking at her heart strings, as if her most vital organ were a harp. In. I cried again. I felt cleansed. ‘Love is stronger than death even though it can’t stop death from happening, but no matter how hard death tries, it can’t separate people from love. It can’t take away our memories either. In the end, life is stronger than death.’ ~Author Unknown Again, there was still time for reflection before the funeral. I cursed the lapse of time. I hated it. I wanted closure, I wanted him to be buried, I wanted it over. My mom had given me a precious gift. I had lamented. I didnt think much more of it until the following afternoon I received a text from Phil asking what I was doing that night and did I want to join them for dinner? I declined dinner but said I would love to meet for a drink after, which we subsequently arranged at the main lounge in the hotel I was staying in (The Cosmopolitan).So I was sitting in the lounge with a cocktail and Phil and Jenny saw me and strolled over, Phil was again dressed very smart with a Jacket and Jeans (I was relieved that. I so by that time needed that cock in my tight pussy. He went slow and finally got in me and I was no longer a virgin but a wild nymph. He felt so good in me and then when he began to pump in and out of me I came several times. He lasted a long time before he came in me and I found out later he had masterbated a couple times so he would last longer for my first fuck. He fucked me at least four times before we went to sleep. Then he woke me twice and fucked me again. First thing in the morning.