But she did not come over to me. Instead she danced her way over to Stacy and they danced together. I was shocked that my wife showed no hesitation. T...eir breasts rubbed together and when Caryn put her hands on Stacy's hips, Stacy put her arms around Caryn and they moved their bodies together. It was just crazy hot. Both Bobby and I were on the edge of our seats. Caryn moved around behind Stacy and turned her to face us. She was running her hands all over Stacy's body, glancing across her. "No, you guys have been wonderful."The week after McKayla died was one big blank spot in my life with only a couple of memories in between. Maureen said I handled everything well. In truth, there wasn't much I had to do.Before she died, my wife had pretty much planned out her memorial service and had made all the arrangements. I think she knew there were so many things that were out of her hands, she wanted to take control of the things she could.All of our family came in. Most had been in. ”“Sheesh! A spoilt brat then?”“That too. His father is a wealthy man.”“Terry, I find it all a little difficult to believe but if you feel that way about him I’ll keep a watch out.”“Good! Come on, my Grace. We don’t want to catch it from Mum if we’re late for supper.”“That’s twice you’ve called me that.”“What?”“‘My Grace’.”“Sorry but as far as I’m concerned you are.”She closed the gap and her arms went round him, “And you’re my Terry. Well, for the time being.”“Only for the time being?”“Until. Evidently Camilla had the same thought. "But the first night?" she said, arching her eyebrows."Hey, girl, he's only here 'til Sunday," Marilyn pointed out. "Why waste time?"I was finding the dialogue fascinating, but about then an elevator opened and an obviously freshly showered Sam hurried out. "Hi, everyone, sorry I'm late." He carefully avoided looking at Marilyn which she immediately noticed."It's OK, Sammy, they know," she said, walking over and grabbing his arm possessively. "Let's go,.