He wasn't old enough to die from a heart attack. They wouldn't let me see him, after he died. It was a closed casket funeral.Having Lisa back, made up...for most of the dreariness my life had turned into. Since I am now almost 53 years old, I decided to get a club membership to get myself back in shape. It took me over a year, but nowadays, when Lisa and I go out together; we get the usual, "You look like sisters" line. She is taller, but I have bigger boobs. It's good to be the Queen!When I. Mrs. Veneer gave Stacy her patented heartwarming smile while hugging the young Kentucky native, "We will be fine. In a few days the construction company will arrive to repair the school," waving towards the front of the pock-marked mansion, "and everyone will be back soon after that." But who is gonna to protect you? We're being sent away because until the repairs are completed, the Professor thinks we will be safer elsewhere, but what about ya'll?"Mr. Veneer leaned forward to ruffle Stacy's. The rumor was that they were behind in their bills and had skipped town. I really didn't want to believe that, they both seemed like responsible people. Even if that was the case, why break contact with me? They didn't owe me any money. In fact I knew Angie had over $20,000 dollars saved up for her operation, so money really wasn't an issue.Like her roommate, Angie was a MTF transsexual who I had met through at a TG support group. For Angie and Anne to leave their friends without saying goodbye. It was not long after me and my sister had moved on from just touching and licking. Now I was fingering her pussy and we had figured out the wonders of the clit together. I was starting to learn how to pleasure a pussy properly. To start with my hand was just resting on mums pussy but soon enough I was rubbing my finger between her lips and she was getting nice n wet. She was now restless and moaning but I couldn't stop. I slid a finger inside her and she let out a deep sigh that sounded like.