Terry really looked exasperated and told me she would groom the stray hairs so we could get to the beach before sunset.”“I sat on the edge of the ...athtub and waited for Terry. I was angry with myself for not knowing what to do. I heard Terry in the hallway tell her mother to go ahead and we would catch up with her.”“Terry had several types of scissors, a razor and a comb when she returned to the bathroom. She told me to sit up on the pedestal sink and I did as she asked. But, when she asked me. I wasn’t trying to be selfish, it’s just..., “ I stammered.“Yes, it’s hard to think of the living when you’re first dead. I get that. Pretty normal, in fact. It’s not selfish, it’s a different perspective, because you forget that they are upset, while things seem okay to you, so what is there about which to be sad? Trust me, by the way ... when I get the opening, and it’s not yet, I will jump your bones with my celestial body. I have to warn you ... I could exhaust or kill you with sex, at any. He couldn't help but smile again and knew he couldn't deny her anything.He was crossing the line now but couldn't help himself. "All right honey," he surrendered, "But promise me you'll tell me if it hurts too much."Her face lit up with childish delight. "Oh yes, Daddy! I promise!" You know it will hurt a little bit, don't you? We talked about that before." I know Daddy," she bubbled, her enthusiasm overriding any fear. "But just when it goes in for the first time."He nodded. "Then run and find. ” Ashley was still lying on her back. She looked up at George. “How about it. Want to?” she asked. George bent over and kissed her. “Sounds good,” he responded. They got up and made their way to the other side of the pool where they sat on the recliner and kissed. Ashley could taste herself on his lips. She had regained her strength and was anxious for more. She pushed George back into the recliner and wrapped her hand around his cock. She stroked it lightly, spreading the pre-cum along its.