Being dead.It can be a shock!It was a shock to me I have to admit. For some it can take a long time to come to grips with the new state of being ... o... of not being. Of course, that is until you get used to the idea, and pardon the expression, “Live with it!”Back to my dark and stormy night.I guess the plan of my executioner was to mask the sound the missile he launched at me with the sound of thunder. It had done the trick. No one heard the gunshot or rather rifle shot. Just a large BOOM and a. Although, in all honesty, I really want to.”“Suppose I wasn’t an employee?”“What?”She opened her purse and pulled out a sheet of paper. It was a copy of her resignation, dated this Wednesday past. I read it, then re-read it. By the time I was done, she had undone all of the buttons on her dress and let it fall open as she leaned back against her car. She had apparently also taken her panties and hose off in the ladies room, because I was treated to not only a good view of her small, firm. As soon as he exited his bedroom he spotted her peeking into the girls bedroom.He quietly walked up behind her and clasped his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet and they walked back into the hallway. She looked at him, terrified at what he must think of her, and saw him with his finger over his lips. a signal to keep quiet.They made their way down to the kitchen where Jim prepared some coffee and they sat at the table to talk things over. Jim could feel a tension building and he hoped that. I was jerking off continually by then – I couldn’t get enough sex! Always HORNY! I would play the pornos, mostly of black men and white women, and jerk off. One rainy day I put a video in and almost shit my pants. It was of my mom and Ron, having sex! And if that wasn’t enough, there were other black men in some of the videos with my mom!Also at that time I was going through my mom’s dresser drawers, looking for more things to find, and I opened her panty drawer. I was naked and on impulse I.