There is a whispered rumor that her voice had been heard from the tomb for many days after my father had buried her there. The tomb is built of granit..., only half immersed into the earth, with small ventilation holes in its padlocked heavy and now rusted iron door, so she might have been heard had she still lived, but I have never met anyone who whispered that they had heard her themselves, only that they had heard the tale. I have always shunned that part of the garden, but then, I mostly. Female and human, apparently. Hands were caught in her hair, urging her downward under a short skirt. Holding her ground at midriff she slid a hand slowly up the woman's inner thigh. It was muscular. She fought her way into underwear probing to find the moist pussy she could now smell, but then she was gone. Someone pulled her away by the arm. She cold hear her name being called, now, and was that explosions or just the rhythmic bass of a club hit from twenty years ago? "Let go of me!" she. "“I made you come home and go to bed; you'd got flu all right and then on Monday, you developed a fever!" Shit! And have you been here all that time?" Of course, who else was going to look after you?"That as a fair question, since "the bitch" had cleared off with her boss I'd been alone and quite enjoying it!"But, er, what's with the no clothes bit Jenny?"She laughed, and I saw her face reddening with embarrassment."I called the doctor, but as you know, there's an epidemic. So he advised me to. “Shit, fuck I’d rather have them here then sit home and watch your dad sleep in his chair”. Evan was quite for a minute “mom are we sure he’ll be home Saturday”? “No actually he said he’d be here late Friday”. “Mom if you want I could have them stay over anyway, then when dad was asleep you could slip into my room”. She thought about it for a minute she shook her head “no you know how much noise I make when there here I’m afraid I’d wake him and then there would be a fine mess”. Evan nodded..
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