Wifey could sort through them later. Peggy asked whats for breakfast, so I asked her " how do you like your eggs? scrambled or fertalized?" She made a...face at my cheezy joke. I ran to the deli to get us some egg sandwiches while Peggy showered. I got back and Peggy was still in the shower, so i went in to tell her i was back.... and to wstch the show. Peggy was soaping up her big titties, and rubbing soap on her ass as I walked in. She bent over when she saw me standing there. I watched soap. A part of me wanted to just reject it wholesale,but well, that wouldn't be fair to Slut would it? As much as I hatedwhat she was - what she represented - she had sacrificed herself to getme here. I figure the least I could do is try to honor her memory. Muchto my annoyance, when I finally get the chance to sit down and compare,we actually did have very similar lives."Shouldn't we be meeting up with the others?" Soon," I said, putting my arm around her. "Right now I just want youall to myself.". Jason's picture was worth a lot more than that.The fire was laid. The flash point was probably the report on the Today show, though it was hard to tell. Then, Aunt Francine did the interview for the Beacon—that's the local paper. It was picked up nationwide. Google searches for both Mom and Aunt Fran's names exploded. Who is Sheila Schwartz became the question of the day.Wednesday, 8:22 PM—[email protected] have been doing more digging on the Francine Martel angle.. "Oh no. What did I just say? I could not believe I had just said that. Ilooked at Mike, hoping that maybe by some miracle he had not just heardme say all that. But he had heard me. I know that I meant all that to besarcastic and demeaning. I had meant to shame him, especially that littlequip about the lace, but somehow Mike didn't seem to take it the way Iintended. No No No. Oh No. He closed his eyes, and let out a long slowbreath and I stared at him as I realized that he was not at all shamed.