How are you holding up?”“I’m holding up. I have my family here.” said Brenda. “We’re going to be burying him on Tuesday. Will you come?”...��Do you want me to?” Emily asked.“I do. We do. Clive’s girls were so much a part of his life and you’re the only one we even know by name.” said Brenda. “If you hadn’t called me, I’d still be waiting for him to come home and not knowing what had happened to him.”For all that they’d spoke civilly, Emily couldn’t imagine Brenda really wanted to see her. She. She hissed and bent ahead keeping both her palms on the wall for the support and took me ahead with her as I still held her boobs. I smelt her neck as she panted; half her hair was on her back and rest at side and front.As I kissed her neck and shoulders, I felt her buttocks trying to reach the bulge in my pants, maybe in reflex. I realized that just because I had achieved what I wanted didn’t mean I should not give her what she deserved, especially when I was the only one capable of. Sue was one of his problems. He'd doted on her too much, he realized that. She was totally spoiled. But things had gone smoothly enough until she met that slippery bastard, Ben Jackson.My God! The thought of having that oily fortune-hunter for a son-in-law! He had only agreed to the betrothal when Sue had shown unmistakable signs of being ready to run away and do it anyhow. He'd hoped, with the long wait before the marriage was to take place, that Sue would eventually come to her senses. But so. ”“Yeah.” She could hardly look at him. “Autumn. Sorry to disappoint.”“Excuse me? Um. I just thought you’d want it back.” He was breathing as if he’d walked up the entire twenty-eight flights.Autumn took the badge. “That was very - considerate of you.” She was still holding the edge of the door tight. “Thank you.”His eyes were darting back and forth between her face and collarbones, like he couldn’t decide on the appropriate place to settle. He had one hand jammed in his pocket. “It’s no.