Twenty seconds later, three snow-white parachutes billowed open in quick succession, the wind bloating them into enormous proportions in less than a h...ndredth of a second. Above them, pilot Jacob Jacobbe prayed for their safety, as he relaxed the controls in his hand. There was no way the craft was going to hit something inflammable - it would crash way before the border came into view. Before him, a bare hill rose to a height just a few meters below the belly of the craft.Jacob nosed the plane. What happened was, she was fooling around with guys while we were married. But that wasn't the real problem; I actually encouraged her to do it because it turned me on. She told me that she had made me for a queer from almost the beginning, but I strongly denied that I was gay. She thought that a husband who let his wife fuck other men, and then asked her to tell him the details later, must be some kind of a faggot. And though I denied it to Sherlyn, I was a fag. When she was out with men, I'd. With her.”“You mean, have your ashes scattered on the ranch, too?” I asked.“In our memorial garden. And we want to invite our parents and siblings to consider this as their home, too. Would it be too much to ask to have a memorial service when everyone gets here for the summer and to place Lexi’s ashes in our garden?” Rose was near tears, sparkling in her eyes. I looked over her shoulder and saw Sam and Hannah holding each other and nodding as tears streamed down their cheeks.“Of course,” Lily. Ummmm.Her husband came into the bathroom with two Rolling Rocks, took a big swig as he looked down at her. “I missed you,” he said, glancing from her eyes to her breasts as she focused his attention there, deliberately cupped them and rolled fingers over the erect nipples. She looked up at him – “and parts of me have missed you,” she said with a smile as her hand strayed from her nipple to the water covering her waist. John leaned down to kiss her, tasted beer and wet lips. “You’ve been.