Along the opposite wall, a row of spotlights illuminated Kathy's open casket. The air was heavy with the sweet fragrance of the bouquets of roses and ...ilies which occupied almost all the available wall space. Kathy lay as if peacefully asleep. She was dressed in a white gown of fluid silk that accentuated the gracefull curves of her youthful body. Her long dark hair flowed down over her shoulders and lay at the sides of her perfect breasts. The white silk of her burial gown, draped over those. This time the lights were all on in the club. "You are so sexy I could eat you alive" she says to me. I was blushing and she saw it. "How old are you" was her next question. "I'm 21 Ma'am" I said to her fooling with her "And how old are you?" "43, old enough to be your mother" I laughed (I also stopped blushing with that thought. Yikes)I shut the equipment down and we walked through the club with her holding my arm. I walked very slowly past the bouncers and bartenders saying goodnight and. She was wearing daisy duke shorts that let her firm ass stick out. She had on cowgirl boots; cowboy hat and her tank top did not hide her hardened nipples. I had to admit she was a walking wet dream!“I’m Beth!” she smiled as she realized that she was the center of attention. “I’m still learning all the sexy things that I like but I will do anything with anyone! So I am a real slut!”Jessica followed her daughter and she was wearing a sexy maid outfit which had corset that pushed her large tits. Then Monday and soon it was Friday again. Still, I was in limbo. Rosie said babysitting had been cancelled this week at lunchtime. This made me happy, but also I was thinking it was all going to come back and haunt me anytime soon.It did not. A week became a month and nothing.Rosie had been babysitting a couple of times, and the temptation to ask about the Hunt’s was tempting but also tempting fate. No use poking the bear when it’s asleep as they say. It was a Tuesday. A little after eleven,.