"Charlie answered, "Abigail, it is a pleasure to meet you."Abby smiled and shook hands with Will's dad. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Henry. Pleas... call me, Abby." Abby it is. Please call me, Charlie."Charlie looked to his left and noticed how the receiving line was backing up. He looked at Will again and asked, "Can you and I talk later, son? I really want to catch up on your life."Will said, "OK. Abby and I don't have anything else today. Can we meet after the funeral?"Charlie smiled and. She turned frantically, to evade the penetration, and slapped the cock and balls behind her. She heard a sharp “Hey” that sounded like Oompa Loompa from the cock or perhaps from the balls or from both. She whirled around, and the cock remained behind her, darting in and out like an expert fencer’s rapier. It had easy access to her cunt and her anus, having torn her pants and panties. Viola panicked! She reached back, still whirling around, trying to face the rogue cock, and gripped the shaft of. I have to tell you, I have been going crazy this week. I came as close to committing rape as any man ever did.”I laughed and said, “I did too! God I was turned on when you guys kept getting me to show you my tits and lift my skirt. And those damned rides to lunch with fingers squirming around in my pussy. I wanted to beg someone to fuck me.”I thought Tom’s suggestion had some merit. I turned to Rob and suggested, “We could try it for a couple of weeks. What do you thing Rob?”Rob asked, “Do you. “Aunt Delia, all of that is just awful. I feel for David. I really do. But, what can I do or Ronald?” said Stacey.“Winnie is going to try to get him an early release date. She’s not sure if she can be successful, but she is going to try. She might ask you and Ronald if you could at least guarantee that he’d have a job if she is able to in fact get him an early parole,” said Aunt Delia.“Aunt Delia, I’m sure we could work out something for him in that regard. But—David... ?”“Yes, yes, I know..