Sam had walked into the bathroom this morning to find her staring at her reflection in the mirror."Hon, you still look as good as the day I married yo.... Hell, you look even better!" Sam had said with a smile.Jessie had smiled back at him, and took a final look at herself before beginning her day. Her auburn hair was still dark and without gray, her green eyes still flashed her love of life.And now Sam was going to make one of her fantasies come true. But which one? They had talked about. Nice and full, heavy looking, and yet still firm enough to be erotically enticing. But I actually found myself jealous of her nipples, much larger than my own, darker in color even, with very thick extended nipples that were now hard, almost thimble-sized in comparison to my own. I patted the end of the bed next to me. "Here, sit down before you fall down," I laughed. Mom shook her head again as though she still couldn't believe she was doing this, but sat down. The moment she did, I leaned in. ’ Oh. Wait! I thought. He called me gorgeous! It was the first compliment he’d ever paid me – well, of that nature, anyway. I blushed. Kaiser smiled a little and closed his lips around the stem of his pipe. I breathed in the aroma of the smoke and sighed, settling my elbows on the table. I watched as his eyes closed slowly as he enjoyed the pipe. Every once in a while he’d huff and breathe in deeply, like he had when we’d hugged. ”On land, on sea, at home, abroad, I smoke my pipe and worship. Just be supportive. Grief does weird things to people.The drive to Seattle was strained. I was wearing the sluttiest dress I had, a slinky black thing that was so low cut, my freckled breasts were about to pop out. And the skirt showed off my nice legs, and swayed deliciously on my ass as I walked, so short flashes of my ass cheeks could be seen. I had hoped that Mark would pay attention to me once he was away from his slutty sister. She had gone to see her mom, finally. But Mark didn't grope.