"They were interrupted at this point by two young guys coming over and trying to hit on them. Quite dishy, in fact, but Ruth and Miranda sent them pac...ing, preferring to continue their girly gossip."God, Nancy Miller," said Ruth, after a short silence. "We made her life a misery, didn't we?" Er ... you did, I think you mean," protested Miranda."Oh. Was it just me then?" You know it was. I always felt kind of sorry for the poor thing. Must have been awful being a 16 year old girl and looking. They will need you, Eli, more than ever now.”“Doc, I don’t know if I can do this, you got to tell me how,” Eli sobbed, and cried openly.“Eli, you wouldn’t be a man if you didn’t hurt when you lose a loved one. If it was you, just think of how strong Mary would be for your kids, then you be as strong as she would be, and love them as much as you and her both... “It will hurt them to know their momma is going to die, it will hurt them when she dies. It will hurt them even more when they help bury. "I want to know you were my first." was all I said. Mike removed his trunks and his dick sprang out like before. He lowered himself on me and the head of his dick barely penetrated my opening. "If this hurts, tell me to stop." I raised my hips receiving about half of his cock. The head was pressing against my unbroken hymen. "Are you ready?" Again, I raised my hips hard and fast. He was through and buried to the end of his shaft. Mike wasn't gigantic, but plenty big enough especially. "So that means after you're married you'll be a foster mother," Nancy said as her tone lowered. "You hardly seem older than Ricky to me."Di smiled through her anxiety. "It's just good genes. I'm older than I look," she said with a conspiratorial whisper."Well, if you've stumbled on the fountain of youth, help a sister out and share the secret!" Nancy had a lovely laugh that prompted Di to join her."You don't need it. You don't look nearly old enough to have a grown son." Bill and I started.