It was crowded in the funeral home. Everyone was there because everybody knew Miriam and everyone liked her, so it took forever to reach the front of ...he line. They all knew her, but not like I did.Her body didn't look right. I've never seen one that did, though people have told me of lovely dead aunts or grandfathers, but it didn't matter. I was only depressed by the shell-like aspect for a minute, not more than that, with that awful wig and terrible make-up, looking not asleep but as though. Do you think she sympathises with them, Theo?" I don't think she has any opinions, sir, political or otherwise." She's a hopeless case. She'll be dead long before I am. And then what will happen to the inheritance?" I don't know, sir. Will that be all?" Yes, Theo. Don't disturb me until lunch is prepared." Of course not, sir."Eden stood by the window of his study. Berkeley Square seemed quiet. Perhaps a little too quiet. Many of the more exclusive Mayfair shops and salons had been shuttered up. His wife said, “You little prick!” and she slappedhim. Carl felt the sting of it.Stan stood up and walked up to Carl, “Hey boy,” he said,“Why don’t you clean my cock up. Your wife got it allslimy. I fucked her hard all day. You know I think Imight have given her a baby today. C’mon little prick,suck my cock it’s the only way you’ll ever get any sexaround here.”Carl turned and walked out of the house without saying aword. “Go on. “I want you to taste yourself on my fingers. You’re a very wet girl.” He took his finger out of my cunt and put them into my mouth. I sucked his fingers like he asked me too. My stepfather removed my nightgown and my panties. “Lie down, Dorothy. I’m going to lick your pussy.” I put my head on my pillow and spread my legs. I could not believe this was actually going to happen. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to persuade him to sleep with me. I knew he wanted me and it was going to happen.