Steve lay back under the bridge, indifferent, sleeping. That funeral'd been so different. Steve's folks'd wept and clung to each other. Steve's younge... brother and sister'd hugged his parents and his aunts and uncles. It looked like half the high school was there. Everyone hugged and wept. They threw flowers and shit onto his casket as the dirt was piled on.He remembers walking back and sitting on the bank by the creek and looking at the crushed mess of charred cattails where the car had. He crawled up with his knees rested between her legs and locked under her thighs. He bent over and kissed her lips… She was gasping for air and panting terribly after her orgasm. Jim comforted her with caresses on her cheek and waited until she relaxed. Once relaxed he smiled at her and she smiled back with her eyes half open… She knew what was to follow. Jim knelt between her legs and parted them with his hands and she Instinctively followed. He placed his long hard penis over her vagina lips. We were both absolute wrecks as we clung to each, confessing our undying love and sobbing our eyes out.When the storm had finally subsided and we’d both dried our tears, Jill pulled back a little from our embrace and touched my cheek with her fingertips with a gentleness that almost had me in tears again. Her eyes still soft and watery.“What ARE we going to do? You and me. How have we got ourselves here?” All good questions she was asking, I just pulled a blank face and shrugged my shoulders,. Again, I would have protested but his gentle touch and calming nature comforted me. I was nervous, even more so now having both my wrists and ankles locked together, but I did not feel I was in any danger. I was at his beck and call, his sexual mercy. I just went with it and hoped it would lead where I wanted it to go, that hopefully not being the morgue.His hands traveled up the outside of my legs and found their way to my hips again. That is when I first felt wetness physically leaving my.