’ ‘She died the day before yesterday. Her family lives in Decatur, you know, in Illinois. They didn’t tell me.’ Nikki began to cry again. ‘I...found out from a friend of hers today, and the funeral is two days from now. I can’t fly out there–my husband was killed in a plane crash and I absolutely cannot get on an airplane. I barely have enough time to get there, but by God I am going to go to her funeral and I don’t give a shit what her family says.’ ‘Nikki, it’s OK, don’t worry, I’ll make sure. He has some major translating to complete.For the next few days it seem to pass quickly. Suzanne studying and is about to sit university exams. Bill and Julie were busy with bookings. Ben with legal paperwork and Janet finalising some cruise details.On the Wednesday Ben completed the settlements for both properties. Technically they were now owned by Helena and Suzanne. Suzanne agreed for Mrs Jones to stay in the house until they departed for her cruise Wednesday week. They would go up on the. "Rob is gone, Tril. You saw to that." Please..." She walked over, kneeling behind her love. "I almost lostyou in Afghanistan. Manzanita would have died if you had not beenthere. Then Pat died, and I realized you could die and leave mealone." She sobbed. "Please, don't hate me!"Rue turned, looking at her. "I don't hate you, Tril. I just wish you'dgiven me a choice. If you had explained it-" You would have convinced me to wait, to keep taking chances. You werespeaking with Midori about flying. Rosie came down from her orgasm. Sheila was still impaled on Johns hard member, resting her hands on his chest, bent slightly forwards. Getting up on her knees and grabbing the slim, silver vibrator, Rosie covered it with lube and gently placed it at the entrance of Sheilas anus. Sheila recoiled slightly, earning a satisfied moan from John as her cunt muscles tightened around his cock, then she relaxed and allowed Rosie to insert the vibe slowly into her bum. She gave Sheila a few moments to.