She climbed into my bed between Marcus and I. Marcus and I were wearing simply athletic shorts and t-shirts. We all began casually talking about what ...as going on in life, before Grace put her left hand on Marcus' shorts while she put her right hand on my shorts around our dicks. I saw Marcus get instantly hard. As far as I knew, Marcus wasn't a virgin as Madison had told me they both fucked each other along with one of Madison's best friends. Marcus' dick seemed to be the same size as I was. I retired to my apartment for the evening, hoping that maybe a good night’s sleep would help.As soon as my alarm sounded again the following morning, though, I realized it was not to be. If anything, the pain was worse.Still walking in a slightly stooped position ... and now intermittently grabbing onto the walls ... I forced myself through the workday. I was relieved when Lisa sent me a text telling me she had to work late, obviating the need to come up with another excuse for not working out.. It took a while to get used to, but mostly I drank Dad's coffee, and he was a grind-his-own-beans kinda guy, so I seldom had to experience 'bad' coffee.I had no more gotten seated with my cup when Ginny showed up, sniffed my cup and went to fetch her own. Hers required a little sugar and cream, but once prepared she slid happily onto my lap. Less than a half a cup later Uncle Ambrose and Grandpa came through the door together."Well, I see the interested parties are all here" Grandpa blustered.. How could he possibly be dead? He was not even thirty years old. I just did not get it. After you leave I just sit on my bed staring at the wall in front of me. It seems as if it was only yesterday that I was sitting in the living room talking to him. Now I would never get the chance to tell him everything that needed to be said. I clutch my pillow tight to my body squeezing as if it were him. Tears roll down my face. Lying myself back down against the pillows I cried myself to sleep. The.