” Confirms Charley.“Well, what are we waiting for?” Giggles Brigitte.Charley steps back and holds a hand out toward the door to the set, “Don�...�t let me get between a slut and her dog...” She smiles, and Brigitte walks past her giving a little semi-scowl, trying to be offended by the comment – but not.We cut back to the bedroom set with the big double bed, cover with its white sheets and pillows. The door to the set opens and Brigitte enters, looking around and seeing the bed, then looking around. I read the Will, and it contained their wishes for their funerals. They elected cremation and wanted their ashes scattered during a private ceremony at dawn in the desert at a place where wildflowers grew in abundance every spring. I knew about that place. They also wanted a memorial service in a non-denominational church in Scottsdale. I made the arrangements accordingly.Grandma Carson tried to change the funeral arrangements. She was opposed to cremation. One of my father's sisters, the aunt. "I've got to focus on the next month," she thought to herself. Bill did not exactly tell her what "The Academy" would do for her other than she would fully understand when she "graduated". She trusted Bill, who told her to abstain from fucking for two weeks before going to The Academy". She would do anything to get his nine-inch cock in her pussy. She tried to think about what it would be like when she returned. How their first love session would be when she got back. Jean had come to love. “Thank you so much for your welcome. Our friend Paul O’Dell is so happy to be back with you and I am so happy to have the chance to play guitar. I usually have to do the fiddle a lot. But for my last song I really want to pull out the fiddle and ask Paul to come back out and join me onstage.”I walked on and went to one of the other mics.“My friends please thank Charlie Daniels.” The crowd went nuts.I had looked earlier and we had almost a hundred people lined up outside. I was so happy that we.