?Bootsie took me out to the back yard, stark naked,and I watched, shivering in the November air as she cut a switch from a sprucetree. As Bootsie trim...ed the smalltwigs off the switch, she lectured me about my lack of focus.?I see this in men everywhere, in my workplace, in myfamily of origin, everywhere.? Bootsie cut the lastof the little pieces off, and folded her knife up. ?You all are much toointerested in your own self-centeredness.? Bootsie walked up and lifted theswitch. WHACK! A thin. I took the bag of clothes and the picture. After consoling him again, I took him into the embalming room to the table where his daughter lay. I uncovered her face and her shoulders to the top of her breasts. His comment when he saw her was; "Oh Abbie; you are so beautiful". He then asked me if he could have some time alone with his daughter. I told him I had some phone calls to make and I would return in a little while and we could discuss the arrangements then. I somehow had a strange feeling. Such control he had. Julie on the other hand, did not know her mother could see out of the corner of her eye. She was staring with open mouthed awe at the nipple 4 inches from her face. "So what's it about?" she said looking at the television again, pretending not to see the panicked look the kids shared. As they tried to stutter an answer she waved and stood up. "Never mind I would probably not get it anyway." putting her hands to the small of her back she bent so far back that her large. Highlighted from the sun behind him, she was sure that she could see the outline of his package. Michael was sure to please the ladies in his life.Trish felt a tiny jolt of adrenaline hit her system and she started to feel a little giddy. She shifted slightly as her breasts slightly swelled and her nipples became taut. Was it her imagination, or was she really pressing her crotch against the towel and concrete deck?Rolling her hips, Trish felt a pleasurable sensation under her bikini panties.