'Oh yes, ' I replied, 'but I was far more interested in you.' I looked down at Abby's crotch and could see her hand still feeling her pussy. I could f...el my cock aching with lust. 'Why don't you carry on watching them and let me look after your pleasure?' I suggested hoping to progress beyond voyeurism.Abby hesitated before nodding. 'Mmm that sounds nice'. She then turned back to face the window.I moved to stand behind her and reached my right hand round her to stroke her lower arm. I then let. ” She flashes a smile that has been carefully practised at a thousand funerals – pleasant but meaningless.“Does anyone else know about your fantasy?”“You’ll be surprised to hear this – but my father knows about it. We were talking about strange activities years ago, right here. He was actually telling me about the number of funeral directors he knew who had admitted to having sex with corpses ... He thought the funeral profession was like the Catholic Church, an easy place for perverts to hide. " And from Tanya's condition I had abad feeling that the sickness was only going to get worse, a thoughtwhich terrified me since we had absolutely no medical facilities. "DamnI wish I'd never gone on that stupid vacation..."Part 4I was not in a good mood, nor was anyone else on the island. It washard to believe that our little band of castaways had been so hopefuland full of cheer just a short while ago, thanks to the discovery of thehouse and all the food. Unfortunately this strange. "She shivers in her seat. "We live in a church. We got 5 other families with us." She stops and bites down on her lip to keep from crying.Alys looks over at me her eyes pleading with me to let her stop now. No such luck. I shake my head no."What is the name of the church?" Diana asks."The Great Saints of Christian Faith." Alys answers in a small voice. "It is the biggest church for miles."Diana starts looking on the map."What happened the day the Brutes came?" I give Alys' hand a soft squeeze.