" Get on top of me, and we'll do 69. Let's see if we can cum together." I placed a pillow under my hips. She obeyed, and soon I was looking up at her ...till slightly open pussy and tight asshole. I spread my legs wide apart. "You can hold my lips open and look inside." It's all pink and wet, and I see your clit peeping out." Put a finger or two inside."I felt her do so, and did the same to her."It's so warm and wet. Ummm." It's the same as yours. Don't you put your own fingers inside?" No!" Now. He just brushed a kiss over her cheek and then lightly over her lips before her mother intruded once again. "Whenever you two are ready lunch is on the table," she said eyeing Daddy up and down. Baby Girl took a deep breath and braced herself as she led Daddy down to the ornate dining room. Her father gestured for him to come sit next to him. So Baby Girl just seated herself next to her mother watching her father warily. Daddy smiled reassuringly at Baby Girl. "Well don't just sit there you two. I have. Mel."Britt and I both had tears in our eyes as we hugged and kissed her.I gave Britt the blouse. It would look lovely with her necklace. We gave Dad a new putter that Mister Baker said he wanted and Mom a first edition book from one of her favorite authors. We gave Mel a pendant with three hearts entwined.Dad and Mom gave us beautiful sweaters in a medium tan color. In a darker brown color, mine had embroidered, "Brittany's." Smaller was "beautiful man." On hers with similar lettering. I was searching my mind for beautiful words, a last ditch effort in denial, a need for something…something that could remain in memory of my beloved muse. I spoke, and the room hushed. I spoke and millions beyond counting ceased their cries and their gnashing of teeth. Daunted by the deadening silence, I wavered, knowing all eyes focused on me. I could feel them like indeterminate points of light. There is nothing I can say to heal this. I am broken now, as are you. With her death, we died as.