.it seems few people have good manners these days. Margaret told me everything... darling.... how you brought Bea home from the hospital because that...was where she wanted to be on her last days on this earth, home. You took an unpaid leave of absence to care for her, doing everything yourself.... I know how you broke down and cried when Bea died, like you did in the theatre with Margaret...the only two times that Margaret ever saw you cry.I know that when you were a little boy you would stand. As soon as she realized it was me she laughed a little and asked, “What are you doing you naughty boy.” She always got weird about me seeing her out of the norm, even tho she was not prude about us having sex at all. We kissed for a while as I let both of our bodies get closer and wet under the shower head. I missed her so much that I enjoyed just having our wet slick bodies rub against eachother. At this point I was hard as a rock and she know it as she rubbed against me provocatively. IT was. As Jack's cockshrank out of her, Ronnie's pull made her rise off of him. Shestarted bucking back against him, moaning like a bitch in heat.Jack watched her breasts sway in front of his face and laughed soft andlow. I think he was getting sleepy or something.My thrusts must have gotten a little too vigorous because she suddenlygagged and Ronnie pulled her back hard. She opened her mouth and coughed,I noticed there were tears on her cheeks, then she raised her head and opened her mouth again. She said she had seen my hard on when she teased me while tying her shoes out front of my house and wanted to do it to me. I sat down on a bench I had made for the shed and ask her to come set in my lap. No sooner said and she was on my lap facing me with her legs one on either side of mine. I ask her if she liked to kiss and she said she only kiss her cousin a few times, Robbie never kissed her. What a dumb shit I thought. She said she liked it when her cousin kissed her using his tongue.