She took on a very somber countenance, then continued in a subdued voice.“The day my ... my bigamist husband ... was let out on bail pending trial, ...he brother paid him a visit with a shotgun. His first shot ... well ... neutered him. I was told he let Kevin writhe in pain for about an hour, the whole time inflicting other forms of pain. I guess he figured he suffered long enough from that, and he shot him twice in the belly hoping death would be slow, then left. They found Kevin two days. I greeted him as I rested my back on the bed and asked why the shirt he wore was not his size. In response, he removed his shirt and I saw his cock nearly popping out. I smiled at him while I rubbed my erect nipples visible through the thin fabric and told him I liked his message and if he wants something, he should get it. He walked to the bed and squeezed my breasts. He caressed my legs and slid my skirt down them. He spread my legs and crawled between them. He lowered himself and he kissed. She patted me on my butt. "Still nice and smooth.You do a very good job, honey." "No hair here yet?" she said as she rubbed my chest. "That makes iteasier." She grabbed my arm and rubbed some soap under my armpit. Picking arazor, she shaved what little hair I had there. The same procedure wasquickly repeated on my other arm.She rubbed her hands on my cheeks. "Hmmm. That mask seems to have donewonders for your complexion, Chris. Smooth as a baby's bottom." I saw her frown as she leaned in closer. Bec had the older drawing in this locket so she could draw her mother and she used some photos in my house to base the drawing of me on. It looks very fine, doesn’t it?”Then she said, “Bec told me she drew a larger version and then used the photocopier to reduce it down to size. I asked her for the original for my house but Bec said no. She drew a new one for me from scratch at full size. I have that version framed and in pride of place beside my bed.”It really was a beautiful little drawing..