“How early is too early for you?” I asked writing that down.“About Nine am,” Roger said with a snicker.“I’ll tell him when I see him later...about the grandparents that I want to adopt me?” I snickered.Olivia put her hand on mine and said, “I sure hope that your father knows what a great son he has!” They got up to leave.“Thank you – see you in a couple of days,” I said turning my head to keep from showing the tears running down my face.Sari came from around the partition and said, “He does have. Matt looked over on me and laughed. He came over me, slapping my face.The old man got tired of my struggling wife and pushed her onto the filthy bed. He took a rope and tied her both hands to the bed board. Ana cried in tears for mercy; both the three bastards laughed at her. Fred got a dirty cloth and he put it into my mouth, to muffle my voice.Elmer now tied Ana’s ankles to the bed posts at the ends. She was facing down the mattress, absolutely defenseless…My sweet wife screamed as the old. They had changed into bikinis, affording me a very generous view of their flesh. Keeping my head straight, I let my eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, drink them in.?So, what are we going to do tonight?? asked the blonde, rubbing sunblock (which I could smell) over her chest.?Well, I’m meeting that guy at eight,? said the Asian, ?so you’ll have to find something for a few hours.?The blonde smiled mischievously. ?I’m going to get laid,? she said.?Are you now?? asked the Asian with a laugh. ?And. I thought I was living a lonely life before but now....well, it got worse. When I would go back to the house, it felt empty, dead and hard to stay. So I kept a few mementos’, cleaned up the place and sold it.That was almost a year ago. In all honesty, the first holidays you observe are the toughest. They bring back the fact they're not there to enjoy those good times with you anymore and then the pain reins you in to a near catatonic state. In addition, dealing with the death of my last living.