I felt a tear trail down my cheek. I keep thinking of Brian as someone else and Grandma and Amber as my own... "I think I'm getting a headache."Grandm... lifted my hand and pulled me back toward the chair. "I can't bring Brian back, he's gone for good. However, I can with one small sentence remove all remembrances of you being Brian from your mind. You will have known him, loved him and unfortunately, lost him as you did your dear beloved husband, Jack." My daughter will be fine?" I asked,. Her flesh was so malleable, molding around him like a sack of grain, the weight of it threatening to push him beneath the surface.She laughed at his expression, their cheeks now the same shade of red, loosening her grip a little.“That’s better. You didn’t trek all the way up here only to sit so far away from me, right?”His apprehension slowly melted away, his desire to be near her overpowering his social graces. It was everything that he had been taught not to do, and yet just the contact of. She stare at me and doesn’t utter a word. I hugged her and kissed her neck. She hugged me tight.i cupped her and make it parting and rubbing. I put my hand into her panty and feel her naked ass and she was so soft and i inserted my finger into her asshole and rubbed it. I removed her panty and playing with her ass. I moved aside from her and looked her pussy,it was white and with small pubic hair and her face became red and she blushing. I seated on bed and put my hand over her bra and pressing. ”“I feel like I led you on.”I shrugged, “Even if you did, I’m not upset.”“You don’t want to?”“Now you’re putting words in my mouth! I’m telling you I don’t want you to do anything about which you’re unsure.”“What do you want to do?” she asked as she put the wraps on plates and added celery and carrot sticks.“I don’t think that’s the important part of this conversation,” I replied.She set the plates on the table and got me a glass of ice water and a Sprite for herself. We sat down and started.