Angela and I comforted one another as best we could through the funeral. Angela was able to focus on work and get past her grief a little. I, on the o...her hand, had nothing to focus on. Work was to have started in two weeks, after we returned from our honeymoon. Fresh out of college and engaged to the most beautiful woman on earth, I had the world in the palm of my hand.Now I sat with my head in my hands on the only bed that Nicole had slept in. She was to have been a virgin bride, something. “ Then motherfucker listen to what I’m trying to tell you then !” my sister say to me in stern tone of voice “ Ok what the hell are you trying to tell me sis that I’m not seeming to understand!” I snap back at her in a hush tone of voice. My sister sighed and said “ When I said that Stephanie really like you, I meant she more like she is sweating your shit kind of way” my sister saidWhen she told me this, I was floored more like dumbfounded for a moment, my mind was racing a mile a minute,. “Now what?,” Heather asked. I told her to do it again. So she slowly plunged her thin finger back into her tight pussy and moved it around again. Then she pulled it out and aimed it at my mouth. I shook my head. “This time I want you to taste it,” I said to the face that was looking at me in shock. She whispered so quietly, “I cant do that it’s gross.” I looked at her and slowly asked her if she liked when I was licking her pussy the other day. She nodded yes. I asked if she liked to kiss guys.. They were so much nicer than the thick black ones she had to wear for school and she loved it when she could find an excuse to wear them. Back in her own room, she took out her precious nylons. After gently pulling on the girdle, she carefully rolled the stockings up her legs. Stretching them over her thighs and making sure the seams were straight in the way she had been shown by her mother she clipped the tops to the suspenders. She found the simple act of putting on her stockings and the mere.