. but, you know, there was no point in being overdramatic. Yes, he was dead, and that was very sad, but there wasn't anything that tears were going to...do about it. And it was good to be home.Amber laid a fairly huge sandwich down in front of her son, giving him a clear shot down the front of her shirt, into the cavernous cleavage contained therein.Very good to be home, he thought."The funeral's in a day or two," she told him as he eagerly tore into the food. He mumbled something in response.A. And then I couldn't find Libb anywhere and no one seemed to have seen he since she went off looking for you, Diane, put two and two together... and I see I was right!" Len explained.But only the first part of his explanation had registered in Libby's lust-dazed brain. She could hardly believe what she had heard him say."Uncle Len! " Libby cried. "You and Diane... you fucked each other?"Len and Diane laughed together, enjoying the mingled expression of excitement and shock on the younger girl's. Mom and dad wouldn't be home from work for hours yet, and soccer practice for me, assured him he had well over an hour or more before I was due to come home again. Surprise, surprise. Initially, after satisfying my own morbid curiosity that he was indeed up to something, I was still somewhat in a state of shock at what I was seeing, and almost turned heading back up stairs to my room again. The thing was, seeing "it", especially since I'd never ever seen one like this before, was too much of a. I promise to make it up to you tomorrow night, but can,t fuck with you tonight. You do understand don,t you?” “Sure Anne. It,s Okay. It,ll be so much better next time!” She kissed him and hurried away to chat to her big sister. Hank was annoyed in a way, but not that much. Hank Didn,t smoke much, but as he walked back toward the bunk house he went inside to collect his pipe and tobacco, then went behind the bunk house to smoke in peace. He walked down toward the small brook that meandered.