Sitting on the bed she picked up the golf club, from the usually pristine duvet, now red with his blood, smeared with blood, red on white. Just like t...eir wedding. White and red roses, her bouquet smelt sweet, her dress was pretty, he had watched her walk up the aisle a look of love in his eyes, her heart filled with happiness. ‘I’m leaving you……’ He played golf each Saturday and Sunday. Gone all day, leaving her to sit in the big house, the tidy house, the silent house, the pristine house. All. It was hot watching him handle my underpants, examining them carefully. He had a bulge in the front of his brown uniform pants already, I was getting hard too. He rubbed some of my underpants on his face, and told me which ones he liked best. Next we watched my slide show together, commenting on the pictures we liked most. He reached out and fondled me through the front of my jeans while we watched the slide show and I groped him through his uniform, feeling his cock get really hard in his. Winnie may help.”“When I’ve got a place, I want you three to help me decorate it. It may need repainting. Drapes or curtains. Some furniture can be moved. And the books and art. And in under two years, my stuff from the Museum will have to be moved.”“We can do that,” Patrick said. “But you’re going to have to do a lot yourself. We’ll move the things that are obviously mum’s. But once that’s done, you’ll have to go back there and do things. I’ll go with you. Rachel may. Sarah may be back. Winnie. Do as I ask and i promise you will have a great time.’ ‘I will.’ she answered as she sucked my tongue back into her mouth. Not long after her response, there was a knock at the door. I immediately got up and went to answer it. Belinda looked concerned but not scared. I opened the door and it was Bobby, the waiter that had delivered our food. He handed me an envelope and i instructed him to wait out in the hallway. I closed the door and went over to Belinda. ‘I want you to close your eyes and.