Stopping before the grave site, I noticed the angel carved in the stone. Appropriate, for Cindy was an angel. She was my angel. And I lost her. "Happy...Birthday, Cindy" I spoke as I unfurled the blanket and spread it on the ground. My words almost sticking in my throat, as I lowered myself down on the blanket. Opening the cooler, I retrieved the bottle and two flutes. Each glass was etched with our names. With the bottle opened and the drinks poured, I placed Cindy's as I always did at the base. Sure Sara, now just lean on me. Soon after Sara return to bed, the Doctor and nurse leaves, were all by our selfs they all so closed the door to the room. After were been there for a few minutes, Sara looks at me still holding the blankets up to her neck. Dad, were nude under the robe. Her face is a red like only a redhead can get, not used to being nude away from home, or around anyone other than me. Thats not news to me now. I can feel myself go red. Dad did you see me down there? Her eyes. Her well-endowed and toned body wasremarkably pretty and definitely a topic of discussion in many courtsand backrooms. Her smooth and silky skin reflected a glimmering lightonce she had stepped into the sunlight. Furthermore, her gracefulmovements and her current attire made her appearance incredibly jaw-dropping. She was wearing sunset orange dress, that followed her smoothcurves down from her cleavage, to the well-sculpted waistline. Fromthere the dress flared out and flowed gracefully to the. Jan had to admit, it was as pornographic as anything she had seen online, and made her feel more than naked. A knock at the door and Beverley came in, followed by a large man carrying a digital video camera."Oh yes," Beverley purred, "you are stunning. I do not think we will have any trouble getting the audience to join in today, darling." She ran her hands over Jan's barely covered boobs. Jan squirmed at her touch, and Beverley smiled, raising an eyebrow."Hmm, seems we are sensitive, this will.