Her neck had apparently been broken from the whiplash of the initial impact.Lilly was ten when her mom died. She had always been a strong willed child... and she turned out to be my anchor and my reason to go on. We did not come here last year because my heart was not in it. There were too many memories, and I was not ready to remember.The day of Jen's death had been bittersweet. It was bitter because of the loss. The sweet part took six months to discover. Jen had been the one that picked up the. Then we talked some more, until there were those long pauses between comments that mean everyone is drifting off to sleep, but is trying to stay awake.I awoke sometime during the night. It was dark, but I could smell Kathy's hair against my face. She had turned toward me in her sleep, and our fronts were pressed together. One of her legs was thrown over mine and I realized that what had awakened me was a subtle rubbing, where her crotch made contact with my thigh.She had told me this was how. His hands on the top of her head became more demanding than appreciative and he pulled her face close into her groin to give her his full discharge. His pubic hair was tickling her nose and her cheeks and she tried hard not to sneeze knowing it might damage some of the older man's equipment. The warm liquid spurts into her mouth helped to calm her down and she sucked with renewed enthusiasm hoping to get it all down quickly.She cleaned him up and turned around so he could feel her backside with. The morning went fast, and when hewas eating lunch he bypassed coffee because he had gone to thebathroom once and found it was almost impossible to get the dressup far enough to go. Monica stayed a little behind and asked him how it was going. Hetold her it was going, but it wasn't easy in the dress. She saidshe never thought Lois was the kind to buy something like that. Shetold him it showed every curve he had, and she'd never noticedbefore how curvy he was. Then she laughed. At two, Greg.