I know how close you two were." Every year I get this way. I always distracted myself from thinking aboutthis. You saw how hard it was to say goodbye ...o him last year. It was niceof you coming to grave. Do you know how hard it was?" " No, I don't," I said."The worst feeling in the world. He should have a great job and graduatedby now and not gone from me..." his voice trailed off. "I really miss himso much." Hopefully our friendship has helped a little," I stated."It's helped more than you will. Was he some kind of section head? That couldn’t be, a section head wouldn’t be dressed like this man. He looked to be about fifty. He was tall and bone thin. His hair was stringy, shoulder length and held out of his face with a pony tail. A long sleeved t-shirt with a Grateful Dead logo, faded Levis and funny looking suede boots completed his costume, for that’s the only way to describe it. Add the round gold granny glasses, the little strand of beads and he was the perfect hippie, just a. I went back to the couch, turned the TV on to watch the cricket and was asleep within minutes.I woke up about half an hour later and could hear mum stirring, and as I stretched to wake fully mum walked into the lounge and sat next to me. She was still wearing the same shirt, but now a skirt and not the wrap. As I was sitting at one end, she sat at the other just like before. She looked very worried. Mum was sitting with her hands in her lap, her fingers twining together and ensuring her skirt. "How do" she smiled"I'm getting my five a day" she grinned.Then as I stepped pass her a tall thin brunette with a nice pair of perky tits stepped in front of me."Hi" she smiledThen she took hold of my cock and started to tug on it."I'm Amanda I'm friends with Bridget" Hi" I replied then she bent down and started sucking on my cock, her tongue wrapped around my cock head and slithered up and down my shaft, as she stood there sucking my cock a young tattooed guy wandered up and just slipped his.