I hadn't thought about it, but immediately discovered that I liked it when she brushed her fingertips along my crack and grazed my asshole gently. Moa...ed. She asked if it was OK. I admitted that it was. When she stopped moving up and down the crack and settled her fingertip against the opening of my anus..... it was electrifying. I told her it felt fantastic. She asked me if I'd like her to press inside. I said that was maybe a step beyond normal, but she argued that everything's normal and I. I always felt as if I was I a faint scratch on a clear window, barely visible to the naked eye, only apparent when a certain light at a certain angle illuminates the carved scar. She was the light and I the cut, a bare empty scrape on this world. Without my wife, I felt once again invisible, and as her ashes cooled, I found myself static, neither hot nor cold, neither gaining nor shrinking. I was indifferent to passing seasons or changing fads. Hollow to others, hollow to myself, growing hollow. "They'll make me feel good," she said by way of explaining them. "A woman always feels good if she's wearing sexy underwear." Ok mum, I'll remember that."At twenty-five past eight precisely, she came out of her room and I wolf whistled in appreciation."You're gorgeous mum." I took hold of her hands and touched my lips to hers, "Truly beautiful." I know I'm not Danny, but a girl does like to hear things like that occasionally." Ok, you're not." I laughed, "So they'll be wasted on you, shall I go. Veronica had woken him and Iris a few nights ago to show them where the control room was and how to work the control board. He took a seat on one of the simple armless swivel chairs before he fired up the surveillance system. She had also told them not to let the younger siblings and cousins in on the secret just yet. Ed and Dahlia would be told when they started attending boarding school next year, assuming that they got in.Dahlia had perfect marks and an impressive extracurricular record. Ed.