I lay him down on one of the furs, gently stroking his head, before going back to his father and mother. I searched them for anything I could use. Bot... sets of fur they wore was soaked in blood. They would be useless. His father had a flint knife and a spear. I saw how pointless that would be to me. I set them aside for the child. I dug a large grave for both of them, It was fairly simple with my strength. I had them both in the hole side-by-side and buried within a few minutes.I said my own. .. I missed out on so many precious minutes with you ... with your Momma ... I just missed out on so much LIFE ... and it's not worth it ... Hold your temper, boy. Always. Don't ever be the one getting into fights, or arguments ... life's too goddamned short for all that nonsense! You find you a girl, and you love her with all you've got, and the rest of the world can go to hell. That's what a real man would do, Tommy. That's what I want you to promise me. Can ... can you do that?"--I listened,. "Let me explain..."At eight o'clock everything was in place. Especially Maria. She was wearing the new clothes her mother had bought her. She looked absolutely nubile in the short plaid skirt and white cotton blouse. Her freshly shaved legs were adorned with white knee sox and her shoes were brown and white saddle shoes. Her short hair was done up in pigtails and she wore a soft pink lipstick that made her look as sweet and innocent as the most virginal of girls. The teenager was wearing. I couldn’t believe this was happening, my wife was being touched up and exposed by a total stranger and in a pub. His hand was now right up her skirt and he must have been touching her pussy through her knickers, yet she said nothing, didn’t move and didn’t even look at him. When finally a member of the bar staff served her, I went back to the table and sat down. When they got back, having stopped before reaching the table to chat secretly about something, my wife carried on as if nothing had.