3.We lay for a while in each others' arms in a state of rapturoussatisfaction. Angie was right; should the House have to be disbanded,being together m...de sense on every level, especially from a sexualsatisfaction point of view.We had just about cleaned and tidied up when there was a knock at thedoor. It was Elaine, looking imperious and business-like, yet in thestrangest business-attire possible. Whilst she looked lovelier thanever, her dress, such as it was, whilst always provocative was. "Mommy? Then daddy died the way he wanted to, he died a hero. We'll grieve for him, yes, but we must go on with our lives," Angela said through her tears."She's right," I said."I know. I just miss him. To all of our families and friends and even you, we have been dead for eleven years, and two years for my husband, your daddy. But to me, it's only been a few days, since we crashed here. Right now, I'm not ready for a man, but please take care of my daughters. When I am ready, I will..." I'll be. Dad could not see my action from where he was seated and I knew it would look as if I was just sitting with my hand on my lap. Poor Mum didn't know what to do, she couldn't reach down and push my hand away, or protest verbally, so she merely sat there with her legs clenched together, pretending that nothing untoward was happening. She got a bit flushed and started to burble a little when she was talking to Dad, but I think he put this down to the wine. I had managed to get my hand about half. She took another couple of good hits and I could see it was taking effect and when she handed it back we both started giggling for absolutely no reason at all.“How’s your belly?” I asked hoping that it might feel better now after the smoke but her answer proved that it hadn’t so I made another suggestion, “How about you go lay on your bed and I will rub it for you?” and she immediately held back her giggles enough to smile, “Mmm that would be nice Uncle Dave, daddy used to do that and it really.