He thanked Chris and squeezed her ass one more time kissed her tits before leaving them to continuing his jog. In the next chapter I will tell more of...their picnic. I got another bottle of wine and I said to her, “I am so happy that you have got to fulfill two of your fantasies within two weeks baby.” She kissed me and thanked me and asked, “Do you have fantasies baby?” “Of course I do.” I replied. “Tell me one of them.” She replied. ‘Seriously, you really want to know?” I asked. “Yes I. ”Ed returned to sit by Ling as the full import of John’s message began to sink in. Beth was dead. The knowledge that he would no longer be able to share his life with her ripped a huge hole in his heart. Tears ran down his face. He looked up to see tears streaming down Ling’s face and knew he was not alone in this.Thirty minutes after John had collapsed the telephone rang. Ed stood up and answered it. Cathy explained that there was a long distance call from Los Angeles. This was the moment that. ”“Did you wash them by themselves?”“Should I have?” Mrs. Grant asked. “I did a load of colored clothes. Normally, we do laundry once a week. Would that be all right with you?” And if she said that it would be, then she was agreeing to Mrs. Grant’s doing her laundry for her. On the other hand, she was right. It wasn’t much of an addition to the family’s load. A good portion of the laundry she did was sheets, and Mrs. Grant did three sets of sheets and linen napkins, too. Apparently these were. As I cuddled up against my nearly limp sister she let out a final sigh. “Is this all I am to you brother?” she sniffed softly as she succumbed to exhaustion, too tired even for tears. No dagger could match the pain of the stab she delivered directly to my heart.“I’m sorry sweet sister”, I had planned to say. But whether the words came out, or were just in my head is a mystery as I too gave in to sweet.