She knew that life for her would be over when he passed. The doctor's prognosis on her last visit was not good. He had said that she only had a year o... so to live and it was just to much to bare yet she could not bring herself to tell him the truth. She did not want to add to his own burden. Martha inwardly cried herself to sleep.***John sat quietly looking out the window at the childrengetting on the school bus as it hovered on the pad, his mindwandered to that day so long ago----John Marsh. So I’d make my regular stop at her place almost everyday and everyday I would see her I’d fantasize about her offering me a blow job or sex. It never happened but I’d see her try to get “clients” as she would call them in the chat rooms. When I’d get home I’d lay in bed with my hand in my pants while I browsed the chat room and come 2am all the trannies and what not would get in public chat and start asking for company. This one night I had a few guys offer to suck my dick I refused them. He looked at me laughing, reminding me who she was. She was Kelseys friend and we tried hooking you two up but you thought she was not your type. “Bro, she was crazy about you, yet you didnt give her the time or day”, he finished explaining, patting my shoulder as he walked away. I instantly tried to remember and like a movie in my mind the scene came forward. Holy shit, that was Katrina! No it couldn’t be! The girl I remember was thicker, had glasses and was just awkward. I instantly remember. "I'm sorry." What are you sorry for?" she asked. "Sorry you didn't get to see me doing that? I hear men like to watch."He blinked."Of course not." He looked around for some reason. "I mean, sure, that would be interesting, but that's not why I'm here." Why are you here?" she asked."Why do you think?" he asked."I'm your husband." You want to have sex?" Her astonishment was tempered by the realization that she had goaded him into this. She said it again. "You want to have sex?" putting the.