I do have to be honest - I did enjoy looking at the woman and it didn't piss off my wife, so I did.One Sunday morning as we sipped our coffee, having ...ust ordered our meal, my wife sat up and waved someone over. I gave her a look and she said:"The place is full and there isn't any other place available, they can sit with us."I turned to see the man and woman heading our way, the 40DD's leading the way. My wife smiled at me and asked, "You want her sitting across from you or next to you?"I. Mothers have daughters, Fathers..." I know," Amanda cut her friend off from repeating a mantra she had hearddozens of times. "I'm just trying to put things into Samantha'sperspective. All at once, she loses her father and a kid that wore pantsand played rough and tumble games her whole life was suddenly thrust intodresses and told to play with dolls; can't be easy on her."Tonya frowned as she poured some tea in her cup. "I know. But I stillthink it's for the best."Amanda followed her friends. We set up a date and time for services and she picked out a burial plot. I made sure all the requisite paper work was completed and that she got copies of everything. The service was held in the cathedral in downtown Houston. The procession to the cemetery was a somber affair with not a word being spoken. I had hired a stretch limo so we could all go together. I held my arms around both Grace and Janet as they wept on my shoulders.At the cemetery a short eulogy was given by the priest and the. Obviously, I guess. I won't object to future peggings, though I do hope for a chance to return the favor," Grace confessed."We'll see. I'm still a bit fonder of her than of you, though you're growing on me, just as your mother has. Then again, I didn't use to like Jen, either. She became a lot more than a pain in the ass to me a long time ago. Something about the side of her I didn't get to see until after I claimed her. You never really know a woman until you've slept with her. Bertrand.