I knew he wouldn’t want anything, but I thought it would help him to get his mind off of her.“No, I’m fine. Except for being an eighteen year ol... virgin, I’m just fine mom.” he said with just a hint of sarcasm.Kyle laid back against the headboard to my bed and took the remote and turned on the television. He flipped through the channels and watched one of the late night comedians. Occasionally he would giggle, so I knew he wasn’t devastated to badly. I placed my pillow beside him and sat next. Sara, Sara, Sara.I couldn't help it, the tears just came, as the memories flooded over me. Blindly, I kicked the box away from me, scattering some of its contents. You should be here with me, Sara, it's not fair! I stumbled out to the deck, and onto the beach, inconsolable with the sudden weight of my loss, all over again. Hardly paying attention to what I was doing, I slogged out a little way and sat down in the shallows, miserable. I was in about 20 inches of water, and it softly sloshed. I thought I heard a small slidingnoise but attributed it to the new straps she put on it.Heather then had me close my eyes and took me into the bedroom. She saidshe had a brand new outfit for me to wear. When she let me open my eyesmy mouth dropped open.She was holding up a three piece suit. She had a dark red satin v neckblouse and a brown suit. The pencil skirt, with back zip and walkingslit looked like it would skim the top of my knees. The jacket had threebuttons. It was gorgeous. I thanked. He pulled andtugged at her pussy lips, moving them this way and that, checking, alwayschecking. Being bare for him was her responsibility and she took pride inknowing that very rarely did he ever find any strays to punish her for. Notfinding any this time either, he chuckled at her wetness, sliding a singlefinger up and down her slit. She heard a tiny click as the clip on a fairlyshort elastic cord caught onto her hood ring, and moaned softly as he stretchedthe other end of the cord up and over.