He wanted me to convince Lisa to get drunk and have sex with him one night that week without me there – just him and her. If we would agree to that... he said he would return everything to us, delete everything from his computer, and simply move on.I still had several hours at work, and as the day went on, I was in a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts. I didn’t know what to do except talk to Lisa and explain what had happened. When I got home that night, after supper, I called her into the. In the evening, I took him across and I or one of the others would say evening prayer. Gradually, more and more of the others turned up each evening.The Bishop took the funeral service; the church was packed. After the service, he spoke to me;He wanted Peter to go ... I don't know, somewhere else. I sort of understood, but I looked him straight in the eye and said,"This is his place, and we'll look after him. It's important to keep his body here until he comes back to it."He raised his eyebrows. Thank you, yes Id like you in my office ASAP. We have something to discuss. Sure, finish your meeting, ten minutes would be fine. I let closed my eyes and let my forehead fall to the desk. It was going to be a long morning. Just then I yelped as Travis boldly rammed his wet thumb into my asshole. How about that? Yes! I replied. It hurt worse coming out, I could feel the flesh of my sphincter turning out slightly as he removed his thumb. Mr. Shaver wasnt that fond of ass play, I wasnt used to. “Sure, peaches. That would be fine.” he said, but his heart wasn’t in it. When she left for college he was sure life would become unbearably dull.”The time came, and for two days Bob was up tight, even snapping at one customer who couldn’t remember an author’s name and thought that if she described the picture on the back of one of his books Bob would be able to recognize him.The next day Chrissy came into the store like nothing had happened. “Hi Uncle Bob” she said, same as always. Then the.