Like Robin my sister, had been the boy and had suddenly died inmy arms. Abigail held me as best as she could, but my pain broke her. Asmuch as she w...nted to hold me and comfort me, it had been too soon sinceher own change to be able to handle the emotional roller coaster we werenow sharing. I didn't hear the pounding on the door, but it was an escapethat Abigail took as she leaped to the door and opened it before pushingpast my father in all her nakedness. He did the only thing he could. As my fingers lingered on her stiffening lady button I felt her hand move and now her fingers WERE wrapped around my throbbing shaft and I could feel that she was fumbling for the fly button which after a few moments she successfully undid, my heart raced as her little finger slipped inside my shorts fumbling around for the shaft which she successfully found pulling my cock out the fly into the open air.Her eyes opened as she gripped the shaft, “OMG Uncle Dave, WTF!!!” she sighed as her eyes. He left a note to that effect indicating his despondency. As he fell past the ninth floor, his life was interrupted by a shotgun blast passing through a window, which killed him instantly. Neither the shooter nor the deceased was aware that a safety net had been installed just below the eighth floor level to protect some building workers, and that Ronald Opus would not have been able to complete his suicide the way he had planned.The room on the ninth floor, where the shotgun blast emanated,. There was no answer, so I tried again and again. When I opened the door, the Captain was not there and so I walked up onto the Main Deck and then the Upper Deck.'Ahh ... Cabin Boy ... I have no need for you this morning', she told me from the other end of the Upper Deck.'Yes Captain', I told her and went to leave.'Go and help the crew in the galley', she bellowed and I went off to help Hannah and Julia prepare breakfast. Neither of them were talking to me much even when I tried to make some.