“Hmm, someone seems excited by the idea.”Jill smiles as she slowly moves down to her knees next to Rory. She reaches out, taking Chance’s stiff ...anhood in her hand. It throbs against her touch and he lightly groans at the feel of her cold hand. She leans in closer to him. “I just love this thing.”Rory laughs. “Tell me about it. I’ve had many dicks, but I just can’t help coming back to his each time.”Jill slowly starts to stroke Chance, up and down in her hand. He looks down at her right as she. Taking time for a baby? Impossible. Getting pregnant and giving the baby up for adoption? Unthinkable.They were very much aware of the afterlife. Zach’s cousin Kyle had been the world-famous medium, relaying the messages he got from Zach’s late uncle Adam. Kyle was famous, he was rich, and the reality of ancestor reanimation during the sex act was entirely vivid to Zach. Kyle had related secrets to his Aunt Susan, Zach’s mother, that left her in new doubt as to the reality of the connection.. That money was a godsend to the Smedleyswho had three teenage daughters all needing the thingsgrowing teenage daughters need just to stay abreast ofother teenage daughters breasts. They went through braslike boys went through socks and would not wear eachother’s hand-me-downs.The oldest was Sarah at sixteen. The youngest, Karen,had just turned thirteen. Between them at fourteen wasJosephine, named after her great aunt, an old fashionedname for a girl but everyone called her Jo. That. Pussyfooted ... more carefully around her, had she dared speak of it. She was sure that the police were still investigating and she wondered who, amongst her customers, had already been interviewed.Her cell phone sounded ... it was Karine. Ever since the police had come, they had the habit of calling each other every afternoon, after Karine had come home from work and before Mélanie started her shift, to see if there were any developments.“Hey, Karine, how’s your love life?”“No news yet, not.