I’ll get word to Stanley, but where do you want to meet him?”“Wherever you choose. I’ll meet you at your car.”Ryan goes to find Stanley. Cha...lotte waits at the rear of the church while the casket goes by, followed by Lucille, Robert, Kyle, Kathleen, and her daughters, along with well-wishers. When her family passes where she hides in the shadows Charlotte slips next to her oldest daughter.“Felicia,” she whispers, “I need you to quietly tell Kyle to drive to the cemetery in his car and not the. They'd tried foryears, but due to complications from the accident, Brenda couldn'tconceive, and even if she did, the poor fetus would be spontaneouslyaborted as was evident by the many tiny grave stones out back under astately palm tree.Every Sunday after Church, we gathered under the tree where Brenda andRonnie wept over each child that they were denied. They'd been seekingfor a child to adopt or foster, but so far, had no luck. How I felt forthem made me wonder if a bodysuit like mine could. Reading about them was driving me wild. I could feel my pussy became warm as I read intently. Now all I needed was the nerve to do it.Michael and I had been dating for about four months and I really liked him. We got along great even though we had not engaged in any sexual activities. Of course, we kissed and he copped the occasional feel of my breasts, but that was as far as it had gone. I was hoping to change that very soon.The dance was boring and I asked Michael if we could leave. He nodded. "Oh hell, Ann, I'm so sorry. I didn't think it, truly. Don't say anything to Lena will you, I feel so ashamed. Will you forgive me Ann, please. I don't know what to say I... I..." I got up and placed a hand on her scrawny shoulder. "No need for any of that," I said in my most forgiving tone, "These kind of misunderstandings happen all the time in places like this. You just pop back and tell the others and we'll forget about the whole thing, how about that?" Pamela didn't say another word, she.