The doctor speculated that he may have had a blood clot that broke free and then he had no chance.With few out-of-town relatives, we had the funeral t...ree days later. Consumed by mixed emotions, I moved back home into my old room to help my mom around the house. Understandably, she was distraught. She spent days in her room crying, coming out only long enough to nibble at her food for meals, barely eating enough to stay alive. Finally Fae and Mae convinced her that she had to start taking care. Und von dem sah ich gerade noch die Rückleuchten als er um die Ecke bog. Für ein Taxi hatte ich kein Geld bei, also mußte ich so ca. 1 Stunde nach Hause laufen. Ich fluchte, doch was sollte ich anderes machen. Da ich etwas getrunken hatte machte ich mir auch keine Gedanken daß ich durch das Ausländerviertel unserer Stadt mußte. Genau dort, nur noch gut 10 Minuten von zu Hause weg hörte ich auf einmal hinter mir "Ey, guckt Euch die geile Schnecke an. Die deutsche Hure will doch nur von uns. I figured, sure, why not? I got in the car and looking Mrs. Jenkins up and down. She was definitely in work clothes, but I’d figure I should ask if she was on her way home from work anyway. She responded yes with a gorgeous smile. Mrs. Jenkins was the women that every guy new the husband was too lucky. She wasn’t amazingly stunning, but definitely beautiful none the less. She’s maybe 5’4 with 36C breasts (I’ve looked through the hampers), a decent amount of belly fat, but not anywhere close to. I was completely wrapped up in the tv as contestants tried to beat the clock to win prizes when suddenly a familiar female voice drew me back to the present “Will Indo then Mr. Taylor?” What a vision? Sarah stood in the door with only the light over the mirror on in the bathroom and just the lamp next to the bed so she seemed to glow angellically, her hair seemed a halo, her face very angelic though her body was heavenly. She,d only put on the new transparent negligee I,d given her as a wedding.