He started massaging my interior with his fingers. My ass was now fully opened up and relaxed. Uncle removed the finger and cleaned the hole with wate.... He turned me again and we both showered and dried our self’s. Uncle then took my hand and led me to his bedroom. He opened the cupboard and gave me a bra and panty and a nighty to wear. Wear this darling, tonight you are my wife, i’ll be back in 5 minutes. I obeyed his commands like a bitch in heat and wore the clothes he just gave me.I looked. I concur.”“Or Tevye in Fiddler on the Roof,” Jorge added. “He said the same.”“Exactly,” I said. “Where does it stop? What crime is worthy of death? And who decides? A majority vote? God help us! Our rights then exist only until a demagogue can convince the people to remove them by popular vote. The Constitution was written with that failing in mind. And yes, I know it contemplates the death penalty. It also made the loser of the Presidential election the Vice President until the 12th Amendment. Not with one, not with more, not now, not later, not again,” Kareema said, as she looked out of the window.“Well, you better change your mind before all the fun guys die out, hahaha!” Anita said, with a laugh. Their dialogue stopped.It was dark around then. After a while, Kareema looked back to see why Anita wasn’t talking, and she just couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Anita had worn a sleeveless, low cut saree blouse that day, to the office. She was murmuring something to the big, dark,. The news about Roland's murder hit the family hard. For all of theirtroubles in the past and all of the issues Roland had caused those he hadencountered, his sisters and brother still loved Roland. He was theirbrother- even if he was the embodiment of all that they hated, he wasstill their brother.John arranged for a quiet burial near their mother. The only people toattend Roland's funeral were his brother and sisters and their eldestchildren. Roland's daughters and Miles didn't attend, it was.