My aunt was very kind to me, and I realize now she loved me very much. After my parents died, when I was first home for the funeral, she stood by me ...toically the whole time. I did cry then a good bit, but never really have again in my life. And she just comforted me. I know now, she was truly suffering also. She had lost her brother who she was so close to. They were actually twins. And the sister-in-law she cared so much for and who had been her best friend.But she never let her. Conserve your strength and especially your breath, Mom,” I tried to limit the damage.I wasn’t drunk or high, full of lust and irrational exuberance as I was last night. Now, in the cold light of the morning after, I was genuinely concerned at the way that Mom exerted herself, in bed and out of it as she put on a brave front and concealed the aggressive rate of the cancer’s spread. It was already terminal and every time she fucked, she lost more of her limited, already borrowed time. Then again,. When I reached him, I leaned down on his counter, propping up my elbows and peering up into his dark green eyes. He smiled at me. “Hey how’s it going Aya? Did you miss me?” “God yes,” I told him mournfully. “I was like a lonely raspberry. You wouldn’t understand, but my friend told me yesterday that raspberries die from loneliness. Isn’t that the saddest thing you’ve ever heard?” Daniel laughed. “You’re weird,” he told me, and then sorta looked me over. “You look nice today. Or do you always. I had his rock hard cock out of his pants in a matter of moments after getting him a beer and sitting him down with Jim and me at the little table. I sat back down and got Nathan to move his chair in closer to me. Now I was in the middle with Nathan on my right and Jim on my left. Jim and I once again pulled our dicks out and resumed our fondling of each other. Nathan had gotten over his initial feeling of uncertainty and embarrassment and now sat with his legs spread wide apart, his left knee.