What’s the worst you’ve seen?’ She asked, partly out of morbid curiosity. ‘A fatal accident outside the prison in the eastern part of the coun...y. An employee was turning left into the prison in his truck. There’s no turn lane, so he had to wait in the main traffic lane. A truck hit him from behind, which shoved him into oncoming traffic. A sedan coming the opposite way couldn’t move in time, and hit the truck head on. The driver of the car was deceased on the scene from blood loss, as her arm. It was during this period I was befriended by a fellow from church named Ken, whom I discovered was also a widower. He was a soft-spoken guy, about twenty years my senior, with a few extra pounds and a gray goatee. I learned that he had been in the ministry at some point, but had since retired. I can’t explain why, but I found myself attracted by his winsome personality, easy-going demeanor, and strange twinkle in his eyes. He invited me over to his house for dinner one evening, and I accepted.. Few days later we started to chat a little about sex. Later we were addicted to sex chat, we started to send porn video, even we exchanged our naked photos and video of how I shag and she was sending her video of fingering her pussy while bathing. Both of us couldn’t control,hence we decided to have sex.It was June 1st, she came to my home, I locked the door grabbed her and took her to my bed. We both hugged, locked our lips tasting our tongues and exchanging our saliva and started to roll in. She felt the material and found the underwire. No doubt, these hanging baskets were made out of bra cups... she inhaled as that thought hit her like a bullet. Her eyes ran up and down the straps, that had been displaced to give the cup it's new purpose. Some one, please not Cole, please not Cole, had cut the bra in half and rearranged the cups on top of each other to make a hanging basket for the pantry. She stared at this ingenious way of recycling a bra with horror, as if she had just found.