“All right for now,” he said, “but I’ll be around if you need me. I mean you do know how to find me. And, girl, you will be needing me; it’s...nature as the man said.” She watched as the man rose, turned, and walked out of the store’s lunchroom where he had closeted her to make his pitch.That she’d let the man use her in lieu of the outrageous amount of money he wanted for the “good” stuff weighed on her conscience. But she had lost the weight, her friend at the store had been right; the drugs. Then I sat near her. I couldn’t control and I touch her boobs over her nighty. Suddenly she woke up and saw my action. I was freeze and my hand still on her boobs. She slapped me and scolded me. She told me that she will inform my bad behavior to my parents. I said sorry for my action and was begging her that do not inform that to my parents.After that I didn’t went to her home for some days. One day, she called me to her home. She told me to forget that and speak with her normally. Its normal. Several rows of fountains shot up into the air as dozens of grownups stepped into the fountain to get drenched. I followed suit and stood in the middle of the dancing columns of water lit up by blue lights. Standing directly over one of the fountains in the middle row, the cool jet of water shot up into my hot crotch and bathed my nylon-covered legs all the way to my pussy. Obscured by all the water shooting up, people standing next to me couldn't see my stockinged legs exposed as the. It was a cool September day, the leaves had just began to fall upon the ground. I walked up a grassy hill leading to a cemetery plot surrounded by well wishers. I stood stonefaced as the polished Cherrywood casket was lowered into the ground, the priest began to speak but his words fell upon my ears as mere mumbles. My gaze shifted to the carefully chiselled Marble headstone. "Here lies Jason Brewster, beloved son and brother. 1984-2005"After the service I picked up a handful of dirt and tossed.