No immediate next of kin, mother and farther killed by a terrorist bomb aboard the aircraft they were in, bound for New York June 6th 2002. Both are b...ried in the village church cemetery at Aventon a small village mid-way between Fordingbridge and Salisbury in Hampshire. They had lived in the village for twenty-four years at Lark Hill Cottage. The father was a retired petrochemical engineer. He took retirement early and played the stock exchange and was very successfully by all accounts. The. A little while later she comes up to me at the bar and hands me her wet thong! “I won’t be needing these now and winks at me. Grabs my now very hard cock through my jeans a trots off again. Time is cracking in and I haven’t seen C for a couple of hours. Little worried I go to find her. But can’t find in the bar or on the dance floor nor the loos. I head out side to go get the car and low and behold how is round the back of the car park C with two young lads. Dressed hitched up to her hips arse. "He coughed lightly."No, the shadow box is already hung." That's fine then." He coughed a second time. "Sorry. Dry throat."Again I imagine it was without thinking, but I heard my wife say, "Wouldyou like something to drink? We have iced tea." That would be great."Having gotten herself that far she maintained her politeness and wenton, "Have a seat."I could feel my heart racing. I could taste my lipstick. What if Isneezed? There was a faint noise from the couch as he sat. I bit mylower. She was tall and quite good looking, with a narrow face with high cheekbones and huge, silvery-grey eyes. ‘I think I’ve seen you around here,’ she addressed Anne, ‘but not your, ehm, pet. Anything symbolic about the cherry?’ My… girlfriend – I decided after a small mental discussion with myself that I could think about her in that term – let go of my hand and giggled again. ‘You could say that. Isn’t she just the sweetest little cherry, and I’ll not get started about cherries that have recently.