It had fallen to Jenny to handle the arrangements for her father's funeral, which she had managed to do, despite her almost overpowering grief. One of...the things that had hurt the most was that all of the people in the town were so afraid of Lubbock that they would not attend the funeral. Jenny read a funeral service and led them in a prayer, before the three children had to shovel the dirt into the grave. Amos' body had been wrapped in a shroud fashioned from a sheet, since the undertaker was. With her legs further apart than in the pic, I could see how her lower lips were already puckered and sparkling with the dew from having her breasts pampered. In my eyes, Sara is one whole gorgeous package.I ask her to lower her arms before I lean forward to touch and run my hands from knee to crotch along each inner thigh. After repeating the move several times, I hear her sigh, “Oh, yes.” And that encourages me to suddenly move both hands behind her, to clutch her buttocks.That action alone. Every passing minute was like an hour to me. And finally.!! It was 6:00. And the door bell rang at 6:10. I got up to open the door with my heart beats racing.She: helloMe: hey come inside and I locked the door. Make yourself comfortable. And sat beside herWe talked casually. And after some time I held her hand in mine and we were still talking. Suddenly our eyes met and I couldn’t resist but my face was going near her’s. And then I kissed her forehead. To which she smiled. Then our lips met. It. It had only been flurries when I had started my shift at seven but the waitresses didn’t come in till later. It was nine o’clock on New Year’s Eve. I had Jefferson Starship blasting through the bar loudspeakers. “Did you see the weather forecast for tonight, honey?” she asked, taking off her mittens and hat and brushing the snow off them. “No, why? Are we supposed to get a lot?” I asked. I had a vague sense of where this was going. Her grin was giving her away. “Over a foot, they said, with.