It was located in your typical middle class neighborhood. A strong work ethic was another virtue she instilled into me from the time I could understan... the concept.Grandmother Beverly died in a hospital bed two days after she was in an automobile accident. I was away attending my second year of college, but I was by her side within hours of being notified. It would take me months to recover enough from her death to start acting normal again.A week after I buried her along side my grandfather, I. “Have you ever sucked one of these?” He asked.“Not one that big,” I replied.“Would you like to try?” he asked.“Shit. I never thought we would be doing it like this,” I replied.“Don’t worry it won't bite,” He said as he laughed.“But it might spit,” I said stupidly.I got down on my knees in front of him and put his cock into my mouth. It felt strange but exciting. I had sucked a couple of boys off and I knew what it felt like. The first boy had cum in my mouth without telling me and I had no. .. The dream state came over me.I knew that because I was looking at Fred’s back when a milky scrim seemed to settle between me and everything else. My heartbeat drifted away with my vision and awareness. It felt like I was really and truly dying this time. I KNEW my heart was stopping and that when it did I would be dead.As darkness took me away from reality, the world disappeared and was replaced by the place of brimstone. The fires of hell burned brightly, but their heat never touched my. I felt both nervous and excited when I rode next to him in his pickup. At lunch he kept looking down my blouse. Normally I would try to raise my top some, but I liked him looking! His knee brushed against mine several times. My heart started beating fast and I was flushed!Neither of us finished the sandwiches. I sat even closer to him when we got back in his truck. He said that he wanted to get something from his apartment. It wasn't very far away. He put his hand on my thigh as we rode.