More about her funeral later.This story won’t be complete if I don’t add her ‘adventures’ as a ghost, at least occasionally. So here we go wit... one such an occasion.31 January 2002 Thursday :It had been two weeks since Kareema had gone. There was her graveyard. Unlike any other graveyard on the background, hers and a crescent moon, turned upwards, on top of it.Anyway, there was a photo of her, attached to her gravesite. She was beautiful in it and smiling. The watchman of the graveyard, Kalum,. Jacob had his hands cupped on his daughter's smooth ass as she rode him. He brought one hand up to the back of her neck and grabbed her hair firmly. He started pumping into his daughter from beneath her, making her moan even louder."Mmm...Daddy..."Mara pumped her slit against her Daddy and began to cum on his cock, moaning even louder."That's it, baby. Take Daddy's cock in your tight little cunt. Daddy has something a little different in store for you today, baby girl." Jacob moved his daughter. I looked at Mahri."What," she said."What was that about," I said.She laughed "Just making sure the driver has a good night, you can bet onit that the first thing he will do when he gets off shift tonight is havea furious wank over us two, in fact he might be away to find the nearesttoilet just now while it's still fresh in his mind.." You are a bad girl," I said."I know but don't you just love it now let's get this night started.."Mhari was right GHQ was a smart club with a couple of bars a. I was nervous. I think Lance was too, but not as much as I was.“Well, this it,” I said. “Or maybe not. I mean we don’t even know if they said anything interesting about me. I mean at all.”“Hmm, no, but now we will. If they didn’t, I would take that as a good sign,” he said.“I guess,” I said. “But I do not for a New York minute believe that they could resist. Anyway, I guess we are about to find out.”“Yes,” he said.I switched on the machine. We two lawyers settled in for our listening.