Even the women she considered close friends had deserted her and she was left to live a life that on the one hand was filled with a stream of humanity...wanting only one thing from her and on the other shunned, alone and friendless, living a life of emotional solitude, guilt and blame for what she had become. Her other constant companion was hopelessness for it had long become evident that her son and husband held nothing for her but utter contempt.She had also considered running away, but where. She removed my hand , already I lost my control, when she removed my hand my eyes fell on her stomach which was milky, my hand started to play, she again started to scold me,. To shut her mouth, I locked her lips from my mouth and my hand started to play with her pussy, I started to rub her pussy very hard so that she must become horny and get fucked.I was rubbing and squeezing her pussy from above saree only, first she tried to remove my hand, but she failed to lose my hand because I was. You won't have time for your old pops." "Don't be silly, you I love you a lot and that my life wouldn't be the same if you weren't in it." That was the honest truth. My dad was my pride and joy, and I knew I was his. I had grown up as a daddy's girl, and I always will be. They say that from the instant he lays eyes on her, a father adores his daughter. Whoever she grows up to be, she is always to him that little girl in pigtails. He makes a secret promise to not see the awkwardness of her. I'll have breakfast ready by 7:15 if that's OK with you, Mam. David said you all have to leave by 8:30 for the services tomorrow." That's thoughtful of you Maggie," Mandy said, feeling sadness well up a little. She leaned into Jason for support as she answered, "That sounds fine. If you don't mind, I'd like to eat light tomorrow. Just toast and coffee."I know I'll need my strength but I don't want to have much in my stomach."I just know I'm going to have a hard time at the cemetery."Then Maggie.