You’ll see them tomorrow.”“How’s Gram?”The room got quiet, and I knew. Fat, slow tears started rolling down my cheeks. This was so wrong! Sh... deserved to go quietly, among family who loved her and rejoiced in her long life, not gunned down by a rabid druggie. Soon they were all crying.“She caught most of one barrel, honey. If it’s any consolation, death was instant, so she didn’t suffer.” Linds was leaning over me, crying into my chest. She was the only grandma she had ever had. I hugged her. She's all set to go away to university in the fall." Oh yeah, what are you gonna be taking?" I asked."Music mostly," She replied.I had never really noticed, but there was a piano in the corner of the living room."I'd love to hear you play sometime," I said.Stephanie smiled saucily and said, "Any time big boy."I tried to respond to her innuendo and let her know that yes, she was a sexy thing, but no, I would not be trying to add her as a notch on my belt.I smiled at Stephanie and gave her an. Her body bent to his will, she climbed over the seat to sit on his lap without an arm rest barrier. His hands continued to cover ground, across her back, butt and legs bringing heat as he explored. He pulled away and looked into her eyes and lovingly began kissing her again. She began to pant, feeling his tongue pressed against hers and cursing the barriers of clothing beneath her. She pulled away only long enough to remove her shirt and give him better access to parts he had been eyeing. He. It was a lavish villa with a fountain in the garden.Shriya was looking gorgeous in a long aquamarine skirt and a white flowery lace top. She had long ear jewelry and very light makeup. Her inner ear stud had been replaced with a shining stone. Her hair was in perfect thick beach waves.“You shouldn’t actually come on time for a cocktail party,” she said, holding my hand and walked inside. There were people arranging decorations. She told me it’s her husband’s business get-together.He taught.