We shouldn’t play on the misfortunate.” Jim began sobbing. “But why did he have to do it why would he try to help her?” Linda shook her head. ...��He loved her and when she turned him down yet again he….well he couldn’t stand living anymore.” The two both began sobbing for their lost child.Emma was crying as well. “Oh my god who could possibly turn down someone who was just trying to help and who loved her so?” The spirit lifted his finger and the scene changed to a busy neon lit street. There was. "So, Frederik told me you met each other last Friday?" That's right," Sandra answered and reclined her body against Frederik's. In return, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and made Sandra snuggle up to him."Are you older than Frederik?" Only by a few months," Sandra answered."Oh, I thought you were much older than that," the woman said surprised."Maybe ... because of my piercings and tattoo?" Sandra asked."Partly, yes. But also in the way how you behave towards me, while ... well, naked. But I hadn't seen any guys around besides the removal man. But how could she not be with that body, I thought.As my minds eye wandered over those long, shapely legs, rounds ass, and up to her perfect breasts, I noticed my hand was now gently stroking my rapidly hardening cock. I tried to imagine a scenario where I could get a little closer to her. Perhaps she'd seen me at the door earlier, and called me over to help her with something I thought.I reached for the shampoo, and squirted it over. We hardly spoke over the meal, each of us lost in our own thoughts. My head was still in a whirl and afterwards as we sat with a bottle of red wine on the terrace watching the sun sink over the horizon, I asked Mark about his relationship with Anna. ‘We were so young,’ he said, staring into his glass. ‘Both of us straight out of university and with bright futures. Anna was a brilliant artist, she had so much talent, well, you know that she still does, but I knew she could be difficult even.